Yeah, once at Meijer my SC told me to go and clean one of the girls stalls in the bathroom up front. I went in thinking that there was just TP on the floor or something. Noooo. Of course not. I'm never as lucky as that. I walk into that first stall and 'lo and behold, the whole fucking toilet is covered in shit, running down the sides and right onto the floor.
So please, no complaining about a mere clog of the toilet.
Seriously, how the fuck do you miss the toilet that badly?
This little boy projectile-vomited all over the floor near me once, thankfully not in my direction. Emma, one of the service girls had to clean it up with this sickly sweet-smelling sawdust type of mixture she poured onto it to dry it out so it could be swept up. Poor girl.
I had to clean 'FUCK' written out in fecal matter on the wall in a bathroom at Hardee's once. Lucky for me I didn't have to clean the puke later that day.
This little boy projectile-vomited all over the floor near me once, thankfully not in my direction. Emma, one of the service girls had to clean it up with this sickly sweet-smelling sawdust type of mixture she poured onto it to dry it out so it could be swept up. Poor girl.
That's why you get an education and do "skilled labor" jobs =P. My new gig helping pepsi vendors is pretty nice. I work 6 days a week but only for like 6 hours tops a day. And it pays 9 bucks an hour. I like how I can still hang out in the early evening and stuff. It pretty much just occupies me for the most boring hours of the day.
Hybrid Mode
