Yeah, we had a problem like that in my food service journey in the 90’s.
Monday:
Place is busy
Front end girl runs up to the manager, girls room wall is smeared.
Manager goes in to clean it
Wednesday:
place gets busy
Manger herself walks into the restroom and it’s worse, comes back out to clean it. I offer to take care of it, i don’t love the idea, but I’m not grossed out very easily. (honestly, it was better than cleaning the grease traps, those things are miserable)
Thursday:
place gets busy.
Manager checks on the restroom, it’s clean
front end girl was taking her break on that side of the dining room.
One customer uses the restroom
Another front end girl goes in and the wall is smeared. Screams for the manager.
The customer looks all nervous and gets up to leave. The manager rips her a new asshole. Kicks her out in front of everyone in the dining room.
It was the 60yo who smelled strongly of cat urine. who’da thunk it.
I cleaned it again, got my pick of the shifts the rest of my days there. We never had another incident like that.
Of course, the men’s room is just always covered in urine. Old men and young kids miss, even people with aim splash back out of the toilet enough to get it on the walls/floor/under the urinals.
Of course, the men’s room is just always covered in urine. Old men and young kids miss, even people with aim splash back out of the toilet enough to get it on the walls/floor/under the urinals.
I don’t know what happened to them, but it used to be where I live that the bathroom would have floor-to-belly-height urinals and the entire bathroom floor would be gently sloped towards them, and the walls would be tiled to the same height.
This meant that cleanup could be done by blasting everything with industrial detergent/disinfectant and literally power washing it all into the urinal drains.
Now in New construction I only see the wall mounted urinals, and a floor drain in the middle to meet code requirements, but often the cleaners don’t know that they have to put water into that drain to prevent it evaporating out and letting sewer gasses flow into the room (ew.)
Builder charges X for a bathroom, builds it out of cheaper fixtures, gets signoff from the client by using “premium” trims that cost them pennies more.
The f’d up part is that for most things being enshittified, we’d GLADLY pay $1 more for the nicer product for them to include $0.10 of screws they’re saving by putthing crap together with plastic.
I worked in a late night pizzeria that served the post-bar crowd. The amount of shit-filled undies (men’s and women’s) we’d find throw in the corner was unreal. So remember that folks, there’s a reasonable chance whoever you’re flirting with at 130am isn’t wearing undies because they’ve already shat themselves.
Whatever happened, i know it involved shit, urine, blood, cum, vomit, abortion residue and used needles (worked in retail)
And that was all in the corner of the dressing room, not the bathroom.
It was probably the woman’s restroom too. (Food service)
Yeah, we had a problem like that in my food service journey in the 90’s.
Monday:
Place is busy
Front end girl runs up to the manager, girls room wall is smeared.
Manager goes in to clean it
Wednesday:
place gets busy
Manger herself walks into the restroom and it’s worse, comes back out to clean it. I offer to take care of it, i don’t love the idea, but I’m not grossed out very easily. (honestly, it was better than cleaning the grease traps, those things are miserable)
Thursday:
place gets busy.
Manager checks on the restroom, it’s clean
front end girl was taking her break on that side of the dining room.
One customer uses the restroom
Another front end girl goes in and the wall is smeared. Screams for the manager.
The customer looks all nervous and gets up to leave. The manager rips her a new asshole. Kicks her out in front of everyone in the dining room.
It was the 60yo who smelled strongly of cat urine. who’da thunk it.
I cleaned it again, got my pick of the shifts the rest of my days there. We never had another incident like that.
Of course, the men’s room is just always covered in urine. Old men and young kids miss, even people with aim splash back out of the toilet enough to get it on the walls/floor/under the urinals.
I’m impressed the manager dealt with it rather than making one of you. That’s leadership.
Especially in min-wage fast food, she was nice.
I don’t know what happened to them, but it used to be where I live that the bathroom would have floor-to-belly-height urinals and the entire bathroom floor would be gently sloped towards them, and the walls would be tiled to the same height.
This meant that cleanup could be done by blasting everything with industrial detergent/disinfectant and literally power washing it all into the urinal drains. Now in New construction I only see the wall mounted urinals, and a floor drain in the middle to meet code requirements, but often the cleaners don’t know that they have to put water into that drain to prevent it evaporating out and letting sewer gasses flow into the room (ew.)
Overall a downgrade for both staff and visitors.
Enpissification.
Builder charges X for a bathroom, builds it out of cheaper fixtures, gets signoff from the client by using “premium” trims that cost them pennies more.
The f’d up part is that for most things being enshittified, we’d GLADLY pay $1 more for the nicer product for them to include $0.10 of screws they’re saving by putthing crap together with plastic.
Anecdotally, when I worked night shift in a restaurant, the women’s bathroom was always way worst than the men’s room
Yeah, a bunch of piss really isn’t a huge deal, but the women’s room could be a legit biohazard.
I worked in a late night pizzeria that served the post-bar crowd. The amount of shit-filled undies (men’s and women’s) we’d find throw in the corner was unreal. So remember that folks, there’s a reasonable chance whoever you’re flirting with at 130am isn’t wearing undies because they’ve already shat themselves.
I thought the diarrhea didn’t come until the hangover
When you start drinking at 16:30 you’re already past the first hangover at 01:30
They can’t control the fact that happy hour starts at 4:30. They can’t even control the fact that they have a drinking problem.