Somedays are poo right from the beginning

What a way to begin the day. I had to clean the public restrooms today and the first one about knocked me over from the smell. Last week, I had a lovely urine experience so I guess this was the week of the poo. On the toilet, the floor next to the toilet, the floor next to the rubbish bin, the floor next to the door. Nowhere had this person spared their poo. I scrubbed and I sprayed smelly stuff but apparently to no avail because the damn thing still smelled like poo nearly 8 hours later when I left for the day. It will probably still smell tomorrow when I clean that bathroom again. Seriously, you make a mess, you own up to it and tell somebody before YOUR POO tries to become a permanent decorative color of grout.

Now onto another rant. I really hate fussy beds with pillows, sheets, blankets, quilts, dust ruffles and comforters that have to go JUST SO on the freaking bed. And heaven forbid you mess it up because that would certainly be the end of the world. I had my days switched so I am learning how to clean new rooms yet again and this one really takes the cake. I had my annoying co-worker helping me because she is known by the entire staff as the annoying woman who is extremely picky about her laundry. Anyway, back to what the ACW did to bug me. I had stripped the bed before she had gotten there and in the process of taking the damn thing off must somehow screwed up the pins that were pinning the end of her bedspread in a decorative pattern. We get it on and notice that it's all messed up and here goes the coversation:

Me: Crap, this damn thing is messed up.

ACW: Well, I don't know how it goes because I wasn't here when you took it off.

Me: We have to get it right otherwise the resident will get pissed.

ACW: Ok. Do you remember what it looked like?

Me: The opposite of the corner that didn't come unpinned.

..... Me trying to fold it. ACW just standing there, watching me, shaking her head so that her jowls flap.

Me: I can't get it to look the same.

ACW: Well, I don't know.

...... Me trying to fold again.

ACW: I don't know. I don't know. I don't know....

Me: Let's undo that side and see if we can't match it.

Anyway, after undoing it I managed to get it to looked somewhat the same as the side that didn't come undone. Moral of the story is that the ACW didn't help me at all but stood there saying "I don't know" and flapping her jowls while shaking her head. They seem to grow them pretty special around here.

And please enjoy the picture. It's not the bed from the annoyingly fussy resident but it does give you an idea of what I have to put up with. Sorry for all of you fussy people who have beds like this but do you really need 9 pillows on your bed? You would have to curl up in a pretty tight ball in order to sleep with all of your pillows.