Quick Urine Story

[jjllbb]

Back in the day we didn't check items in the dressing rooms. Result: piles upon piles of un-hung clothes on the floor. You just have to scoop up as much as you can and move on.

One time I was faced with a particularly large pile, bent, wrapped my arms around it and sunk my hand into a soaking wet ball of urine. Yes urine.

They peed in the dressing room, cleaned it up with some of the clothes and wrapped the GOOD clothes around the urinated ones to hide that nice little fact until I got a nice big hand full.

I'd dealt with urine and all types of bodily fluids before, but that was just low. wrong. I had no warning.

[AirHostess]

That is just sick. WTF is wrong with people?

[Calud]

That is just sick. WTF is wrong with people?

This is a sad thing to say but, you are a regular, you shouldn't be surprised....

Also, eww. What the hell?

[JustaCashier]

I have a few grossouts from working in the parking business many years ago.

At one location, in which the garage and it's stairwells could be accessed at any time, I once found while sweeping up cigarette butts etc in one of the stairwells, a used, full condom tied to the handrail. Went back down and grabbed a pair of scissors, and snipped it off the handrail, catching in the long handled dustpan.

At another location, I would drive my car through each morning as I arrived to open up, to look for any litter that was too big to sweep up on the walk through I'd be doing a few minutes later. The garage had only about half of it's lights on at that time, making it fairly dim. I hopped out at one point, after spying what I thought was a white paper fast food type bag. Got thisclose to touching it , and realized it was a dirty diaper. Went and got the broom and dustpan for that one.

Same garage, different day, I was doing the walk through, and encountered a dirty diaper balanced overhead, on the fire sprinkler pipe. Grabbed the large trash can next to the elevator, and knocked the diaper off the the pipe with the broom, into the can.

At yet another garage, I was doing the walk through, and in one of the parking spaces was a very new looking, hard-core pROn mag. Now my tastes have always leaned toward the more "tasteful" adult mags, such as P-boy, and P-house, and at various time I'd had subscriptions to both.

But, I thought "what the hell", and smuggled it into our storeroom. I then went up to the cashier's booth, and got my backpack, (no car anymore by then, so rode the bus) and slipped the mag into that, then took the backpack back to the booth.

Later in the day, once I got home, I decided to check the mag out. Got about halfway through, and ran across a couple of pages that were stuck together, AND it was still semi-wet, several hours after I'd found it, and gourd know how many hours after it was left by it's....ummm......previous owner.

Obviously, I didn't peruse the mag any further. Grabbed a plastic bag to put it in, and took it to the garbage outside the house.

Mike

[jjllbb]

Got about halfway through, and ran across a couple of pages that were stuck together, AND it was still semi-wet, several hours after I'd found it, and gourd know how many hours after it was left by it's....ummm......previous owner.

THAT is truly gag worthy. holy mother.

[aurelemsrealm]

At a previous convenience store job, I was working graveyard shift. I'd just come on duty, and started my nightly routine. One of the first things I usually did was check the restrooms. The men's room toilet was acting strange. It wouldn't stop running, and the water was nasty. So, I braced for the worst as I lifted the lid of the tank on the back of the toilet. Some idiot had stuffed a heavily soiled pair of underwear inside the tank. It was preventing the flapper from fitting properly over the hole that feeds into the bowl. I decided to get the heavy duty elbow length rubber gloves for that mess. Usually, when doing any cleaning, I just grab a pair or two of regular rubber gloves. Even when I finally got the underwear out of the tank, it was still disgusting. I just let it run for a while until the worst of it finally liquified before I tackled cleaning the men's room that night, but I did pour some bleach in to kill the worst of the poo smell. If I'm going to have to smell something unpleasant, I'd prefer it to be bleach than someone's mess.

[mikoyan29]

What the hell? All of those stories sound like someone trying to be an asshole. Especially the one who put the underwear in the toilet.