bad day at work

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?

Malroth

WhatYouTaughtMe said:

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)

Another great poo story!

whispering hands

Malroth said:

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?

It would have been illegal as well as inappropriate. HIPPAlaws and all.

Hobbes

No pics needed. You've painted quite the Pollock.

"different matter" "hit for distance"

That shit's too funny.

Wobbie

Malroth said:

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?

I got a thread closed by posting a dog poop picture.

ldent42

I went to work four hours after my dad died.

And on a Saturday!

deadendp

WhatYouTaughtMe said:

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)

The visual. Oh, the visual.

RKCNDY

I don't know if I should share my bad day...pretty disgusting.

Get_Right

Thanks for making me love my stress filled office job.

Amongst the Ani

imalive said:

Malroth said:

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?

I got a thread closed by posting a dog poop picture.

Is that all we need to do. Scott shall never have a thread open again!

whispering hands

RKCNDY said:

I don't know if I should share my bad day...pretty disgusting.

Might as well.