So sometimes even cashiers get to clean up people's crap, apparently. Yes, I had my first experience in cleaning up another person's shit. I left my lane to wash my hands because I got some cleaning stuff on my hands from a leaky bottle and my hands were starting to sting. As soon was a I walk in, I notice that there's a mushy pile of crap sitting on the floor in one of the stalls. It's also smeared on the toilet seat. There was a brief surreal moment, where I had difficulty processing what I was seeing. Crap? Was I really seeing a pile of dookie sitting on the floor? Who? How? Why? Dear God, WHY??? I went out and told the supervisor, who was finishing helping a a customer at guest service along with the girl working the service desk (who's job it normally is to clean up bathroom messes). Basically they said that they were told about it but never got around to cleaning it. Uh, what? There's crap on the floor, people. Then the supervisor invited me to grab some gloves and a mop and clean it up myself. She asked if I would have a problem in doing so. I agreed to do it. It wasn't really a big deal for me. Not pleasant, certainly, but I put up with so much bullshit from guests at the front lanes that it was actually somewhat of a relief just to get away, even if I WAS cleaning up a horrible pile of shit off the floor. If it was PUKE, then I probably WOULD have been gagging.
I don't know why the guest service girl couldn't clean it. A lot of times the cart attendant will clean messes, but for the last two hours we're open we don't have a cart attendant. It was the store's brilliant idea to make everyone else, sometimes cashiers, go out in blizzards and take in the rest of the carts after close). It allows them to save a whopping fourteen dollars.
I've always said I have a crappy job.
I don't know why the guest service girl couldn't clean it. A lot of times the cart attendant will clean messes, but for the last two hours we're open we don't have a cart attendant. It was the store's brilliant idea to make everyone else, sometimes cashiers, go out in blizzards and take in the rest of the carts after close). It allows them to save a whopping fourteen dollars.
I've always said I have a crappy job.
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