Presleysthesis

3y

I work at a restaurant and we had a bathroom anyone could use regardless of if they were a customer or not. Pretty lenient system. This one homeless guy who frequents the area comes in to use it occasionally. And usually it’s no problem.

This morning however, he came in and was on there for like 10-15 minutes and then came out and requested a mop. I shrugged my shoulders and gave it to him, because I just assumed it was piss on the ground and he missed and was trying wipe it up or something. After he left, one of my employees went to go check the bathroom after how long he was in it and almost passed out. Here’s the graphic part, so skip it if you can’t handle graphic details.

This man had explosive diarrhea and popped a hemorrhoid while he was on the toliet, leaking blood and s*** everywhere. I’m taking s*** on the walls. He half assed a clean up job with the blood so most of it was gone or in the trash, but you could still see the blood on tissue, paper towels and remenants of it not wipped properly on the floor.

And I was the one who had to clean it up. Double masked, double gloves, bleach and about an hour and a half of cleanup. Now nobody but employees will be allowed in the bathroom.

BRONX

3y

Well alrighty then. I will be back later .maybe.....lmao

e t

3y

Wesley’s a hero.

Like a Camillimane

3y

the boss is gonna tell him his reward is in the trash, he just has to take out the bathroom trash first

ruckus

3y

i would avi post you but i think thats the last thing you need right now

ruckus

3y

i would avi post you but i think thats the last thing you need right now

BIG early

3y

i would’ve quit

you are a trooper fr

Like a Camillimane

3y

wes when everyone is s***posting and he's reminded of that time a homeless man turned his bathroom into a ww2 trench

KobeToTha

3y

I’ll never forget one evening during the summer of 8th grade, my cousin my sister and I decided to walk to a local Burger King like we did on many occasions.

Today was a feeling even better than usual, we’re just playing around, playing tag the whole way to the BK, just having a real vibeful time.

Once we get there, it’s like 6 pm and it’s usually filled with old Asians and normal people alike enjoying a meal, but people were actually filing out at quick pace. We think nothing of it and March on, only thinking of the whopper Jr’s waiting for us.

As we make our way to the register, we notice the workers all have stank faces on for no reason, and my cousin decides to tag me one last time.

So I go into the dining area, and notice one 50 something burly old man with long disheveled hair just sitting in the middle of the BK, by himself, legs crossed. As I’m smiling and running, my smile slowly fades away when I first smelled it. Then I looked down, and just a puddle of brown mushy s*** was surrounding this poor old man, and he was just sitting there content in his own filth. He was wearing a BK crown too s*** you not.

I almost stepped and probably would’ve slipped on the s*** if I didn’t look down.
That’s when the workers tell the man he has to get up so they can clean it, and no response.

Now I don’t know why we didn’t just leave there, but we said f*** it we might as well get our food first, to go of course. As we’re leaving, the police arrived and we’re softly speaking to the poor b******.

I’ll never forget that puddle of s*** for the rest of my life

KobeToTha

3y

I’ll never forget one evening during the summer of 8th grade, my cousin my sister and I decided to walk to a local Burger King like we did on many occasions.

Today was a feeling even better than usual, we’re just playing around, playing tag the whole way to the BK, just having a real vibeful time.

Once we get there, it’s like 6 pm and it’s usually filled with old Asians and normal people alike enjoying a meal, but people were actually filing out at quick pace. We think nothing of it and March on, only thinking of the whopper Jr’s waiting for us.

As we make our way to the register, we notice the workers all have stank faces on for no reason, and my cousin decides to tag me one last time.

So I go into the dining area, and notice one 50 something burly old man with long disheveled hair just sitting in the middle of the BK, by himself, legs crossed. As I’m smiling and running, my smile slowly fades away when I first smelled it. Then I looked down, and just a puddle of brown mushy s*** was surrounding this poor old man, and he was just sitting there content in his own filth. He was wearing a BK crown too s*** you not.

I almost stepped and probably would’ve slipped on the s*** if I didn’t look down.
That’s when the workers tell the man he has to get up so they can clean it, and no response.

Now I don’t know why we didn’t just leave there, but we said f*** it we might as well get our food first, to go of course. As we’re leaving, the police arrived and we’re softly speaking to the poor b******.

I’ll never forget that puddle of s*** for the rest of my life

Like a Camillimane

3y

wes when everyone is s***posting and he's reminded of that time a homeless man turned his bathroom into a ww2 trench

THEREALHNDRXXFREE

3y

@Trouble the boss after Sleezy finished literally hit him with the

Charge it to the game

BIG early

3y

yall just couldn’t let Wes shine smh

Presleysthesis

3y

My influence is felt with the unnecessary shade and copypastas, I’m not worried about shine