Ew.

There are some things I will not post a picture of when I talk about it. One of those things is fecies. EEEEEEEW.

A few nights ago I encountered a disgusting puddle of pee on the floor of the men's room. Also scattered around were a bunch of paper towels. The smell was awful. I ran from the room and breathed a sigh of relief. I donned my mask and gloves and went to work flooding the bathroom with disinfectant.

GROSS.

GROSS.

GROSS.

The bigger the stall...

Mark and I clean the restaurant that we live by every night after it closes. I usually clean the bathrooms. I've come to discover that the stall that's the worst to clean is the handicapped stall. I don't know why. I'm not saying it's because handicapped people have anything to do with it. I know for a fact that my boss prefers the extra space.





It's just... I can't believe the things I see sometimes. People tend to miss the toilet! I mean, come on! I had to scrub nastyness off of the back of the toilet, and off of the wall. Yes, the wall. Ick ick ick. I told my husband. He was speechless, giving me a funny look. Finally he said, "I need a drink", and proceeded to get some rootbeer. I just laughed. He's so silly.