My backroom is a dump, literally

[Irving Patrick Freleigh]

Our dumpster got full Friday (why does this always have to happen on a Friday anyway?) and the compactor couldn't ram any more trash inside, so we called the garbage contractor to pick it up and drop off an empty one.

But because we called on a Friday we had to wait until Monday for this to happen. Meanwhile all the trash from the breakroom, restrooms, backroom, anyplace with a trash can congregated around the chute door and into an aisle in the backroom.

Receiving clerk called the contractor today to see when they'd come by, and was basically told "We'll get there when we get there." She then chewed them a new asshole because of all the garbage overflowing into the aisles and I guess they said they'd be right over, but they hadn't come by when I left this afternoon.

Inside one of the clear garbage bags from the mens restroom: a soiled pair of underwear. Nasty.

[Taubin]

Inside one of the clear garbage bags from the mens restroom: a soiled pair of underwear.

I was wondering where I left those...

[nomorecarts]

my store's many times bigger than yours, but when that happens we just keep an empty truck and put the trash there. we've filled trucks with carts full of trash before

[calulu]

When I hear stories like this it makes me so so happy that the closest my customers can come is the phone lines. No exposure to soiled undies or anything else gag worthy.

Hands Irv disinfectant wipes..

[lordlundar]

I was wondering where I left those...

Please do us all a favor, keep that story to yourself.

[mharbourgirl]

Please do us all a favor, keep that story to yourself.

If you're too much of a wuss, don't read. I could use a funny story right about now, and 'Where are my underpants???' is the start of many a great story.