Was doing my usual big important morning things today when I got paged to clean up the mens bathroom. Apparently a customer stopped by the service desk to tell the people there the mens room was "disgusting".
I put on my rubber gloves, filled the mop bucket with water and a tiny bit of bleach, held my breath, and walked in, expecting to see the results of somebody entering a restroom stall, pulling down their pants, and spinning around in a circle while spraying diarrhea all over the place.
Instead I discovered....a little pee on one of the toilet seats and a piece of paper toweling on the floor.
You took me away from my work for THIS?! This was so disgusting as to result in the complete ruination of your shopping experience?! Did I just get visited by the local germaphobe or something?
Le sigh. Why do these people come in on my days to work?
I put on my rubber gloves, filled the mop bucket with water and a tiny bit of bleach, held my breath, and walked in, expecting to see the results of somebody entering a restroom stall, pulling down their pants, and spinning around in a circle while spraying diarrhea all over the place.
Instead I discovered....a little pee on one of the toilet seats and a piece of paper toweling on the floor.
You took me away from my work for THIS?! This was so disgusting as to result in the complete ruination of your shopping experience?! Did I just get visited by the local germaphobe or something?
Le sigh. Why do these people come in on my days to work?
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