Oh! The horror!

I had an interesting time at work last week Friday and as always, interesting means painful or disgusting. First of all, it was that special time of the month for me. Sorry to all my male readers but this plays a very part in THE STORY. It's not horrible every month but this month....

Desire to walk around with my hands on my back. CHECK

Ovaries slowly eating their way through my belly. CHECK

Intense nausea. CHECK

Basically all the things that I get, I had very badly. Except for the violent mood swings. Those missed me this month.

Anyway, the morning didn't start off too terribly as far as symptoms go, but as the day went on they kept getting worse and worse. By lunch time, I was in a world of hurt and just wanted to curl up into a ball and hide somewhere. Of course, I can't really do that with my job but I really wanted to. I was dusting something somewhere and I get the dreaded phone call.

Umm, Nadine? There's a pile of dog poop in the mail room. Can you come clean it up?

Thinking, thinking <<>>

I manage to drag myself to the mail room, take one sniff, and promptly decide that this is NOT DOG POOP. IT'S PEOPLE POOP. The poop bandit had struck again. And not just a little poop, a big pile of poop, in the mail room, which is across the hallway from the bathroom. Explain that one to me.

Added to the horror, was the fact that another resident had failed to notice the BIG PILE OF STINKING POOP in the mail room, had stepped in said poop, and tracked in back towards the bathroom and into the dining room. Seriously, dude, this was not a small pile of poop and did I mention that it smelled foul?

Paper towels served only to pick up the massive amounts of wet poop on the carpet. Rags (which I then threw away), proved no match for the stain. Whimpering, I drug out the carpet cleaner in order to get rid of the stench.

Folks, this was horrible. I almost vomited. I wished to smear the poop covered rags upon the person who made me clean this up. I didn't, but the thought did cross my mind.

And finally, once the mess was all cleaned up......

Umm, Nadine? Would you mind cleaning up in the dining room? Somebody vomited on the floor....