Seriously...no pun intended.

Okay...so I’m going to let the video do the explaining.

I ended up having to get all this stuff to do a proper cleansing. Rubber gloves, bleach cleaner/disinfectant, air fresheners, more paper towels, and a toilet scrub brush...as I’m not sticking my hands in the jammed mud pit to unclog...gloves or not.

I guess I should be happy that this isn’t anywhere near as bad as the last time I had to clean up a customers rotten dook. That story is worth a read...I promise. That well written tale earned me a whopping $3 bucks!!! Woohoo!!! Cool to see how far I’ve come in the year since I popped that up. Thank you for the support you special people! 😉

At least this guy actually tried to put his waste in the garbage and crapper. He might have failed as there were some tasty tidbits sprinkled elsewhere but he gets an A for effort. I basically sprayed everything and wiped it all down. I took no chances. The walls and floor are now spotless as is the toilet which you can see has precious poo imprints from his muddy cheeks. There’s also some slop oozing down the front. I’m gonna guess it’s from his pulled down pants which were...let’s just say...messy.

All in all, it’s cleaned and this bag is going straight to the dumpster...although it should be burned.

Before I go any further, I want to state that I’m not mad at the dude or the family...it’s just a shitty situation that happened. While I might seem irritated...I am not. Life happens and things happen. It sucked but it’s really nobody’s fault. I just have to try to make light of it and joke about it or I will let myself get irritated. Call it a defense mechanism.

Anyway, I think the worst thing about this entire situation was that I was only 2 bites into my lunch of leftover Sloppy Joes when the fresh smell of liquid dook hit my nostrils. Not kidding...I haven’t brought lunch in for months. Seriously months. The one fucking day I decide to do just that, a man shits himself in front of me while I’m chewing. What are the odds of that?!?

Luckily the other shoppers who were in weren’t offended that my shop suddenly smelled like a busted septic tank. I was able to firehouse some air freshener all throughout and at least mask the thick overpowering stench of the fresh butt mud, although while cleaning the bathroom... I had to resort to using my shirt as a air filter because it was so strong.

All in all...not that big of a deal and I’m happy to be able to share with the rest of you...how my day has gone. So...how was your Friday?!?

Blewitt