Boy, do I have a story for you.

Feb 02, 2007 21:00

You know how I didn't have much faith in the human race before today? Yeah. I have even less, now.

So I was working in the kids department today.

Now, you need to know that our water was unexpectedly turned off for about two hours today because they were working on the water mains, which forced us to not only mostly shut down our cafe, but shut down our bathrooms.

I was hardly in kids at all before my break, since I ended up having to cover all sorts of breaks. That was fine, I don't like kids anyway. I came back from break, and I was shelving a book in the board books, and noticed something on the table. It was a cup, perched on top of the plastic lid of a coffee cup, and it had some yellowish liquid in it.

I'm standing there and going: oh no. You're kidding me. That's not pee. I'm standing there longer. I'm now smelling it. It's so totally pee. There is a cup of pee, on another cup, on the table, in the middle of the kids department.

So I called the manager, who was... incredulous would be saying it mildly. But, she grabbed gloves and came to the department, where she had to also conclude: it was a cup of pee, right there on the table. She removed the cup, and deposited the contents in the now-working toilets, and I wiped down the table (which, visually was free from pee, but you know... you don't just not wipe it down with disinfectant after that).

We all figured it must have been some sort of "potty emergency" while the bathrooms were down. We were having a hard time (even those of us with children) imagining how a parent would allow or encourage this, much less leave it there for us to find. But we still figured it was an emergency.

Later, the second shift kids person came in. I tell her about the Pee Cup. She says "So that's what it was?" and I'm thinking "???" and she explains that she closed last night, saw a cup of what she thought might maybe be pee, and left it for the cleaning guy in the morning. Now, he doesn't pick up random garbage anyway - he takes out the garbage in the cans, vacuums the floors, mops where appropriate and cleans the bathrooms. Random garbage is all us, baby. Maybe she didn't know that. At any rate, this meant:

The pee cup was created when the bathrooms were working perfectly.

What... the... fuck... people???

So yeah... that was my day. A Pee Cup.

At least, after work, I went and picked up my beloved coat, which is now clean, and not ruined, and the sleeves aren't crazy long anymore. It's good! It turned out okay! It only cost me forty bucks in the end!

It is now less than two weeks until Gallifrey. Thank god. I've now told my dad that I'm going, since I had an opportunity to slip it casually into conversation, and he's not nearly as concerned as mom about me 'taking advantage of them'. So hopefully I can do this without much incident.

society, money, costuming, gallifrey, family, work

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