Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Swallowed in the Sea

i'm more of a follower than a leader i suppose, so i'm going to take part in the 'shitty day at work' vent. this is going to be fun.

all my days run together so i can't even remember which day of the week this was, i think it was monday, but i can't be sure. it's likely that i'm going to jump around a bit, so stick with me.

neither of the bosses were in, so us maids were left to our own devices. i go in at 9 or 10, can't remember, it's unimportant. we're up in the manor, cleaning rooms, y'know, doing our job, when a girl i work with opens up room number 3. now, room number 3 was a checkout room. checkout isn't until 11 am, but most people leave earlier. the occupants from room number 3 left around 7 am, which we found very very strange, but we don't think too much about it. aaaanyways, she opens up room number 3 and it smells AWFUL. i can't describe the smell that came from that room. luckily, we made the rule that whoever finds it first has to clean it, so she had to clean the bathroom in this room, while another girl made the bed, dusted, etc.

wanna know why it smelled so bad?

sure you do.

there was shit. everywhere. there was so much and i can't even properly explain how horrified we were. i mean, these girls had seen a lot of things between working at westover for a long time and infrequently cleaning the albert street inn, but i'm pretty sure this topped the list.

i think one of the occupants must have had some sort of uncontrollable bowel syndrome. there was shit on the floor, there was shit in the sink, there was shit on the back of the toilet, as well as the seat, IN the shower, ON the shower curtain, ON the drain, UNDERneath the toilet (like, the bowl part), and shit IN and on the BOTTOM of the garbage bin. Oh, and there was a giant shit in the centre of the bed which was covered up with a towel, like the occupants were hoping we wouldn't find it. it took a good couple hours to clean, and we called front desk (however, nora didn't answer the phone) and told them not to sell the room for a day or more.

when i went in the next day it still smelled. it still had that awful smell, but now mixed with mothballs. it was strange

boy, was i ever glad i didn't discover that, first. i was able to carry out my day i would normally. i was in disbelief.

and that's my story.

mtod