The hall bathroom at work. It’s disgusting. There’s nothing like walking down the hall and having the poo smells wafting from under the doorway. It’s lovely, let me tell you. And then you walk in. And get hammered by the stench. When you look around, you notice paper towels and toilet paper littering the floor. It’s a sight to see. It gets better. The poo streaks left in the toilet. Can’t think of anything I like looking at less. Except, perhaps, when the poo and urine is on the floor. I like looking at that even less.
Now, I work in a hospital that caters mostly to the working poor and the indigent. So you expect this kind of mess. I know, that wasn’t a politically correct thing to say. But it’s true. That’s life. The really disgusting part, however is this. It’s the employee bathroom. It has a key-pad lock on it. For crying out loud.
THIS IS THE STAFF MAKING THIS DISGUSTING MESS! IN A HOSPITAL! THE HOSPITAL STAFF!
What the heck is that about?
The bathroom at my work is almost that bad. For crying out loud people, put your towels in the GARBAGE CAN! There are two of them!
And please, learn to use the little handle on the potty…you know, that little flushy thingy!
Ewwwwwwwwww!!!
I feel your pain, TK. I can only imagine… Or maybe I can’t… OK, I don’t want to imagine.
I’m lucky in that aspect. Where I work, people are a bit more careful.
I really hope you don’t have to endure that much longer. Or maybe, that’s hoping too much. Oh, we can always dream. Right?