bad day at work

Malroth

I screwed up at work and blew up a new $300 part. ( yeah, not a rocket scientist)
I was just wondering if anybody has a bad day at work story to make me feel better?

whispering hands

I had a really good job working at a Forgery. I
Lost that job when I
Got pissed at the people running the line, but nit oaying attention to the fact that the two people ahead of be kept half assing their jobs, and I ended up with the slack.. Finally I threw the wrenches at the line for an and cursed them out!! Yeah that was my last day there!

Wobbie

I used to be a carpenter.....we were building a grocery store/strip mall....there was a 60' long glu-lam beam that was probably 8" wide and 4 feet deep....it cost like $60 per foot....a co-worker cut it one foot short....whoops!....dude went home for the rest of the day.

deadendp

I was shutting down the store to leave work for the day and found that someone back-pooped in our public bathroom today and left it behind despite cleaning supplies being in clear view. (They could have said something. They could have used the "I found it that way" excuse.) It didn't make my day bad, though leaving it because my coworker said she'd deal with it tomorrow made me feel guilty. Just nasty though.

Hey, someone had to say poop.

Talk to me around October, when I'm busy decorating the story for Christmas. I usually end up dropping some merch from the ceiling. I feel horrible, but considering the mass amount of merchandise I display, no one has ever said anything about it.

Wobbie

"back pooped"?

I assume you mean someone left a Yule log..........? or, was the lid somehow in play?

deadendp

Ass explosion leaving bits of self all over the backside of the bowl, up the rim, on the seat and surprisingly on the lid. Oh, they had some powerful coverage. The store is small. I'm surprised I didn't hear that.

SD48277

^^ Can't. Stop. Dry-heaving.

deadendp

^^ Can't. Stop. Laughing. At. Your. Comment.

Wobbie

deadendp said:

Ass explosion leaving bits of self all over the backside of the bowl, up the rim, on the seat and surprisingly on the lid. Oh, they had some powerful coverage. The store is small. I'm surprised I didn't hear that.

OK.....I have the visual. Like a porta potty at degenerate-palooza.

whispering hands

Did I ever tell you guys about the patient I was taking care of in the ER, that left a 'shitty Jackson Pollack' on the sliding curtain. It made the staff all dry heave?? Poor guy, he did it twice!! Oh that was a bad night!!

deadendp

I'm glad that I could give an appropriate visual. My goal here is to take Malroth's mind off of a bad day. What better to do that than a good poop story?

deadendp

whispering hands said:

Did I ever tell you guys about the patient I was taking care of in the ER, that left a 'shitty Jackson Pollack' on the sliding curtain. It made the staff all dry heave?? Poor guy, he did it twice!! Oh that was a bad night!!

Shitty Jackson Pollack? Oh, that makes me laugh!

Wobbie

deadendp said:

whispering hands said:

Did I ever tell you guys about the patient I was taking care of in the ER, that left a 'shitty Jackson Pollack' on the sliding curtain. It made the staff all dry heave?? Poor guy, he did it twice!! Oh that was a bad night!!

Shitty Jackson Pollack? Oh, that makes me laugh!

I'm thinking shitty Rorschach. WH, "well Doc, what do you see in this shit splatter?"

northerndragon

Ever blow up a $15000.00 board in a $250000.00 piece of medical equipment, because I have......$300 is peanuts.......

Malroth

When I worked at Mcdonalds I had to clean poop out of the urinal once

hedonist

I fucking love this thread and you sick sons of bitches.

Malroth, kudos on the change of avatar, by the way

Malroth

northerndragon said:

Ever blow up a $15000.00 board in a $250000.00 piece of medical equipment, because I have......$300 is peanuts.......

That's what I'm talking about! thanks
I'm ready to ante up and kick in now....

Halifax2TheMax

imalive said:

deadendp said:

whispering hands said:

Did I ever tell you guys about the patient I was taking care of in the ER, that left a 'shitty Jackson Pollack' on the sliding curtain. It made the staff all dry heave?? Poor guy, he did it twice!! Oh that was a bad night!!

Shitty Jackson Pollack? Oh, that makes me laugh!

I'm thinking shitty Rorschach. WH, "well Doc, what do you see in this shit splatter?"

Well, WH, I see a flying pig, smoking cigars and drinking whiskey from the bottle, all the while hovering over a field of paught-a-potties while some chick live streams the action on her cell phone. I think I also see a turtle in a natty, crappy bathrobe in there as well. But don't ask me, ask the patient when he wakes what he sees and if he sees anything other than what I described, have him admitted for 72 hour observation, in isolation. Oh, and put an armed guard on his door. Could be a degenerate of a degenerate. WH, "yes doctor."

Malroth

hedonist said:

I fucking love this thread and you sick sons of bitches.

Malroth, kudos on the change of avatar, by the way

Thanks, if this offends anyone I will change to a picture of my kids.

Leezestarr313

My shittiest day at work was right after I graduated from school and worked as a cleaning woman. One day, I had to clean in my old school, and my math teacher saw me and said "Oh, doing something you are good at?" (me and math are on non-speaking term, but that fucker haha), then they sent me to an accomodation where construction workers from other cities and countries stayed. I was the holiday replacement for one of the ladies. It was high summer and the apartments were tiny. I had to clean them, empty the baskets of the booze bottles and porn mags, and also (yikes!) change their bedding and look under the beds for crusty towels. The old ladies told me to "never pull the sheets from the middle", so I would not touch anything nasty. I cried everytime I went home from this, but her vacay lasted only two weeks. And then I had to clean a hotel for Christian travellers. That was not too bad except for the part that I came there once a week and every fucking woman in that joint seemed to have her period. That wastebucket in the toilet was a plethora of olfactoric delights I had shitty days after that with other jobs too, but this was my worst experience. I pull my hat for everyone who is in the cleaning business. These people are doing a huge job. And everybody who leaves a bathroom like a Jackson Pollock of shits is a total fucking asshole and should be dunked in it.

Malroth

Leezestarr313 said:

My shittiest day at work was right after I graduated from school and worked as a cleaning woman. One day, I had to clean in my old school, and my math teacher saw me and said "Oh, doing something you are good at?" (me and math are on non-speaking term, but that fucker haha), then they sent me to an accomodation where construction workers from other cities and countries stayed. I was the holiday replacement for one of the ladies. It was high summer and the apartments were tiny. I had to clean them, empty the baskets of the booze bottles and porn mags, and also (yikes!) change their bedding and look under the beds for crusty towels. The old ladies told me to "never pull the sheets from the middle", so I would not touch anything nasty. I cried everytime I went home from this, but her vacay lasted only two weeks. And then I had to clean a hotel for Christian travellers. That was not too bad except for the part that I came there once a week and every fucking woman in that joint seemed to have her period. That wastebucket in the toilet was a plethora of olfactoric delights I had shitty days after that with other jobs too, but this was my worst experience. I pull my hat for everyone who is in the cleaning business. These people are doing a huge job. And everybody who leaves a bathroom like a Jackson Pollock of shits is a total fucking asshole and should be dunked in it.

This sounds like my wife's job at our house.
(not her job-I clean my crusty towels too-for those politically inclined)

Leezestarr313

And she doesn't even get paid for it!!!

Wobbie

hedonist said:

Malroth, kudos on the change of avatar, by the way

just as bad as the last one

WhatYouTaughtMe

deadendp said:

I'm glad that I could give an appropriate visual. My goal here is to take Malroth's mind off of a bad day. What better to do that than a good poop story?

Has the BM Bandit gone commercial?

hedonist

imalive said:

hedonist said:

Malroth, kudos on the change of avatar, by the way

just as bad as the last one

Slightly less so (then again, choose yer poison!)

whispering hands

Ok so here's the Jackson Pollock story. Once I had finished my EMT courses, I had to do overnight shifts for internship in the ER, where incidentally I work as head of house keeping to pay for school. So I go into the room, ( first patient mind you), to get vitals for my start of shift, and thus guy is complaining of horrific abdominal pain. Of course his vitals are wonky because of pain stress.. So I go to tell the attending doctor of his out whack vitals, per protocol.
Ok, so let me explain the way the room is set up, so you understand how horribly mortifying this was. There's a gurney dead center of the room, attached to a control center for oxygen/intubation monitors, etc. then the back wall is all supply caninets and a sink. But in the far right corner walking into the room is a small room with a toilet in it. And the entire front of the room is this giant set of sliding glass doors. For privacy, we pull those curtains over the doors so passing foot traffic can't stop and gawk. So I go to tell the doc, and he's making his way to that room. Just as I'm approaching to slide the curtain back, to come in, I hear the patient groaning, and what sounds like him trying to squiggle off of the gurney. Just as I
Hear his feet hit the floor, I hear the craziest sound! It's a combination of him groaning, shitting, trying to walk, and splatters of shit hitting the curtain! It was like a horror film with shit instead of blood. The poor guy was so embarrassed! But the funky part was that there was different 'matter' in the shit, so it was rather colorful, which made me bust out laughing, ( I had to leave the ER) because it just made me think of a Jackson Pollock painting!! The second time it happened the poor guy broke out with a sense of humor, and asked for a cork!! But God that was some horrendous shit! And he hit for distance with it too!! The curtains were a good four feet from the bed!!!!! Sooooo many nurses almost tossed their cookies over that.. Sure glad I wasn't cleaning THAT night!!

PJ_Soul

I once knew a girl named Lisa who got so drunk she shit herself, and by Monday everyone called her Poosa.

deadendp

WhatYouTaughtMe said:

deadendp said:

I'm glad that I could give an appropriate visual. My goal here is to take Malroth's mind off of a bad day. What better to do that than a good poop story?

Has the BM Bandit gone commercial?

BM Bandit (we prefer to call him The Poopetrator here) has gone silent. I'm guessing a huge case of constipation. Soon, I'm sure that there will be a front-poop and back-poop explosion on something in his chosen neighborhood.

Leezestarr313

PJ_Soul said:

I once knew a girl named Lisa who got so drunk she shit herself, and by Monday everyone called her Poosa.

That poor girl! Never happened to me, even though my name is Lisa too. Phew.

WhatYouTaughtMe

Sensing a theme here but this is relevant to the OP. (Copied from a thread where I shared this before.) While working in a group home years ago, a client who had issues plugged the toilet and it was one of those that needed the handle jiggled. Water, mounds of tp and feces flooded continually into the carpeted hall way. I sprung into action, grabbing the plunger and positioning myself with one foot on the tub and one on the baseboard heater. I was leaning over the toilet plunging away furiously, in a panic, and wondering why the water was still rising over. And that's when it happened...the towel rack I was desperately holding onto with my free hand gave way like an old man's back as he bent over to pick up a nickel. I will never forget the sound and instant panic due to the screws tearing out of the wall as I fell chest first into a river of god awful stench and filth. I bashed my head on the counter for good measure and was stunned briefly. What happened next is still a haze as I made my way very quickly outside and temporarily went into mild shock. I remember being completely soaked from head to toe and trying with all my might to not get the cigarette wet that I was clinging to for solace. Thankfully my understanding co worker allowed me to go home immediately and was kind enough to take care of the aftermath. One of the worst days of my life.

-please forgive me, my grammar skills are shit. (Pun intended)

Malroth

whispering hands said:

Ok so here's the Jackson Pollock story. Once I had finished my EMT courses, I had to do overnight shifts for internship in the ER, where incidentally I work as head of house keeping to pay for school. So I go into the room, ( first patient mind you), to get vitals for my start of shift, and thus guy is complaining of horrific abdominal pain. Of course his vitals are wonky because of pain stress.. So I go to tell the attending doctor of his out whack vitals, per protocol.
Ok, so let me explain the way the room is set up, so you understand how horribly mortifying this was. There's a gurney dead center of the room, attached to a control center for oxygen/intubation monitors, etc. then the back wall is all supply caninets and a sink. But in the far right corner walking into the room is a small room with a toilet in it. And the entire front of the room is this giant set of sliding glass doors. For privacy, we pull those curtains over the doors so passing foot traffic can't stop and gawk. So I go to tell the doc, and he's making his way to that room. Just as I'm approaching to slide the curtain back, to come in, I hear the patient groaning, and what sounds like him trying to squiggle off of the gurney. Just as I
Hear his feet hit the floor, I hear the craziest sound! It's a combination of him groaning, shitting, trying to walk, and splatters of shit hitting the curtain! It was like a horror film with shit instead of blood. The poor guy was so embarrassed! But the funky part was that there was different 'matter' in the shit, so it was rather colorful, which made me bust out laughing, ( I had to leave the ER) because it just made me think of a Jackson Pollock painting!! The second time it happened the poor guy broke out with a sense of humor, and asked for a cork!! But God that was some horrendous shit! And he hit for distance with it too!! The curtains were a good four feet from the bed!!!!! Sooooo many nurses almost tossed their cookies over that.. Sure glad I wasn't cleaning THAT night!!

Would it have been inappropriate to get pictures?