A guy at work takes a dump in our washroom everyday!

[kherg007]

I must admit this thread produced such a chuckle I tore some stitches and had to be patched up again ...and after being scolded by medical staff, I told the doc I read some thread on someone complaining about a guy taking a dump at work... and the doc actually laughed too even though he tried to compose himself... ...turns out we both had situations where we worked where there was a colleague notorious for such sensory assaults...we agreed most workplaces that are disproportionately male have some guy who fits this bill...lol

 

[sempel]

I must admit this thread produced such a chuckle I tore some stitches and had to be patched up again ...and after being scolded by medical staff, I told the doc I read some thread on someone complaining about a guy taking a dump at work... and the doc actually laughed too even though he tried to compose himself... ...turns out we both had situations where we worked where there was a colleague notorious for such sensory assaults...we agreed most workplaces that are disproportionately male have some guy who fits this bill...lol

In some of my workplaces, the worst washroom stories involved ladies. They aren't all as clean/innocent as we all like to believe...

 

[cplusplus]

In some of my workplaces, the worst washroom stories involved ladies. They aren't all as clean/innocent as we all like to believe...

Do tell us the stories. It would be interesting to hear a female analogue of this type of crime.

 

[Harley]

The OP should be thankful that he has an inside job with indoor plumbing. I wonder how he would survive if he worked on an outside job with porta potties on site. If he had to use these at three o'clock on a hot summer day .. whew.
He would probably complain on a cold winter day that the seat was cold.
I wonder if he is handing out soap to some of the stinky people who ride the subway?
Some people have too much time on their hands.

 

[sempel]

Do tell us the stories. It would be interesting to hear a female analogue of this type of crime.

Obviously I don't have exact details but suffice it to say there was a very big mess after a company lunch. I guess someone had an upset stomach. I understand that multiple toilets were used and there was poop all over the place. There was definitely a question of who done it?

They've done tests and I believe female washrooms were found to be dirtier than men's. Between the squatting and the large amounts of tissue paper used, it's a cesspool. It's not all perfume and roses.

 

[sempel]

The OP should be thankful that he has an inside job with indoor plumbing. I wonder how he would survive if he worked on an outside job with porta potties on site. If he had to use these at three o'clock on a hot summer day .. whew.
He would probably complain on a cold winter day that the seat was cold.
I wonder if he is handing out soap to some of the stinky people who ride the subway?
Some people have too much time on their hands.

We're well past the fact that this is clearly a 1st world problem.

 

[kkelso]

Obviously I don't have exact details but suffice it to say there was a very big mess after a company lunch. I guess someone had an upset stomach. I understand that multiple toilets were used and there was poop all over the place. There was definitely a question of who done it?

They've done tests and I believe female washrooms were found to be dirtier than men's. Between the squatting and the large amounts of tissue paper used, it's a cesspool. It's not all perfume and roses.

In my youth I was a glorified janitor for about two years. The Lady's Room was always worse than the Men's Room. One female co-worker theorized than men are basically untidy everywhere at a consistent level, while women are super-clean at their homes but filthy animals in a space where they have anonymity. I've been told the same about hotel rooms.

KK

 

[managee]

Do tell us the stories. It would be interesting to hear a female analogue of this type of crime.

I remember having to deal with an issue between staff at a workplace. Big staff, building and it was easy to be discrete about using the single-gender bathrooms.

The women’s toilets kept breaking. Pads, sanitary napkins and serious issues with the pipes (if I recall, it was stuff from when the building was under construction) made their toilets back up, the guys didn’t have this issue.

Anyways, someone in the office was absolutely slaying the bathrooms.

With no real no way to prepare for it, women would walk into the bathroom and be gobsmacked with profound ass rank. Like day 3 of a music festival port-a-potty, if the port-a-potty tipped over, sat in the sun for a while and someone lit it all on fire-smell. It’s entirely possible the woman was drinking nothing but human shit smoothies

If you didn’t immediately step into fecal-stained toilet water backup from the floor drain, you might find the toilet in a condition that clearly suggested the culprit would make it near the toilet, sometimes not near enough, and her ass would absolutely explode. Shit everywhere. Moreoften she’d manage to get most into the bowl without too much blowback on the bottom of the seat, but it would just be left there. Sometimes with, sometimes without even a flush attempt.

I can absolutely attest to the smell and the toilet condition.

Since each bathroom had a couple stalls, they’d brave the stench in the hopes of getting to a free and clean stall, as they were usually too busy to be able to go to a less offensive smelling bathroom. So they’d walk in, and risk pushing open each of the stall doors, hoping to find the least offensively decorated squat box. If they actually had the time, they’d push open the door, take a whif and only enter if the air wasn’t foul. Nobody would play ‘toilet stall roulette’ (their name for it) unless totally necessary.

How they managed to even stay in there for a pee is beyond me.

Anyways, this went on for a couple years, at-least a couple times a week, which put about 1/6 of the women’s bathrooms out of order at any given time.

The women officially got me involved through our formal complaint process when they started to suspect it was a man, since their (secret) investigation seemed to indicate no woman was guilty of the sin. I agreed to privately review camera footage taken in the hallway near one of the target toilets on a day one had been carpet bombed after the work day began. The condition I had for them for doing this was that I was only checking for a male employee using the toilet, which I did not observe.

Beyond that, for the sake of my sanity in having to continue working, and sharing the same office air with a woman who might actually be rotten inside, I didn’t want to know who the real culprit was. By this point, the issue had frayed relationships to a point that there’s no possible way the person could continue working there if she was actually outted as the ass-bandit. Firing or disciplining her would be problematic, as others pointed out. It was an outstanding staff group in every other way, I wouldn’t have wanted even one to leave during that time.

After that, I mostly ducked getting into the employee-led witch hunt by shifting the blame from a single employee, to a problem with facilities.

We got into a big battle over it as it became tenants vs. super. Were the backups caused by one person, as the mess was believed to be, or was it a group contributing to the clogs, or was it the toilets, or the pipes?

Eventually, they overhauled the plumbing and swapped out the toilets to industrial-grade, and the problem mostly disappeared.

I wish I could say that all that remaimed was a smell...

Every once in a while, female friends in the office will send me photos of the mystery pooper’s latest paint job. The calling card is always the same. A blast of ass from a clearly ill person on and occasionally off-target. Once I even got a photo of diarrhea covered leggings and panties sitting without any covering paper towel near the mouth of a garbage can.

It’s still a total mystery, but all the women I knew outside of work had a theory. It was like watching a murder investigation at drunken work events when the hunt was on.

 

[sempel]

I my youth I was a glorified janitor for about two years. The Lady's Room was always worse than the Men's Room. One female co-worker theorized than men are basically untidy everywhere at a consistent level, while women are super-clean at their homes but filthy animals in a space where they have anonymity. I've been told the same about hotel rooms.

KK

I remember having to deal with an issue between staff at a workplace. Big staff, building and it was easy to be discrete about using the single-gender bathrooms.

The women’s toilets kept breaking. Pads, sanitary napkins and serious issues with the pipes (if I recall, it was stuff from when the building was under construction) made their toilets back up, the guys didn’t have this issue.

Anyways, someone in the office was absolutely slaying the bathrooms. Same VERY unique and powerfully pungent poop stench, same physical evidence: toilet overflowing or close to the rim, or no attempt at all to flush.

With no real no way to prepare for it, women would walk into the bathroom and be gobsmacked with profound ass rank. Like day 3 of a music festival port-a-potty, if the port-a-potty tipped over, sat in the sun for a while and someone lit it all on fire-smell. It’s entirely possible the woman was drinking nothing but human shit smoothies

If you didn’t immediately step into fecal-stained toilet water backup from the floor drain, you might find the toilet in a condition that clearly suggested the culprit would make it near the toilet, sometimes not near enough, and her ass would absolutely explode. Shit everywhere. Moreoften she’d manage to get most into the bowl without too much blowback on the bottom of the seat, but it would just be left there. Sometimes with, sometimes without even a flush attempt.

I can absolutely attest to the smell and the toilet condition.

Since each bathroom had a couple stalls, they’d brave the stench in the hopes of getting to a free and clean stall, as they were usually too busy to be able to go to a less offensive smelling bathroom. So they’d walk in, and risk pushing open each of the stall doors, hoping to find a less offensively decorated squat box. If they actually had the time, they’d push open the door, take a whif and only enter if the air wasn’t foul. Nobody would play ‘toilet stall roulette’ (their name for it) unless totally necessary.

How they managed to even stay in there for a pee is beyond me.

Anyways, this went on for a couple years, at-least a couple times a week, which put about 1/6 of the women’s bathrooms out of order at any given time.

The women officially got me involved through the formal complaint process when they started to suspect it was a man, since their (secret) investigation seemed to indicate no woman was guilty of the sin. I agreed to privately review camera footage taken in the hallway near one of the target toilets on a day one had been carpet bombed after the work day began. The condition I had for them for doing this was that I was only checking for a male employee using the toilet, which I did not observe.

Beyond that, for the sake of my sanity in having to continue working, and sharing the same office air with a woman who might actually be rotten inside, I didn’t want to know who the real culprit was. By this point, the issue had frayed relationships to a point that there’s no possible way the person could continue working there if she was actually outted as the ass-bandit. It was an outstanding staff group in every other way, I wouldn’t want even one to leave during that time.

After that, I mostly ducked getting into the employee-led witch hunt by shifting the blame from a single employee, to a problem with facilities.

We got into a big battle over it as it became tenants vs. super. Were the backups caused by one person, as the mess was believed to be, or was it a group contributing to the clogs, or was it the toilets, or the pipes?

Eventually, they overhauled the plumbing and swapped out the toilets to industrial-grade, and the problem mostly disappeared.

I wish I could say that all that remaimed was a smell...

Every once in a while, female friends in the office will send me photos of the mystery pooper’s latest paint job.

It’s still a total mystery, but all the women I knew outside of work had a theory. It was like watching a murder investigation at drunken work events when the hunt was on.

Exactly. The shame of the OP's story is the guy isn't doing anything wrong - there wasn't complaints about untidiness. He's using the toilet as intended but clearly the exhaust system isn't doing a proper job. I'd tolerate a bathroom that smells but seems clean versus a poop covered palace. That's just disgusting and is unusable.

 

[elwoodinontario]

Go in and take a shit before he does. Every day.

 

[The Mechanic]

Look at it this way he's getting paid saving money on water and toilet paper what more could you ask for...lol

 

[Terminator2000]

this thread is turning into the biggest smelliest shit ever...

the OP or a mod needs to press the delete button on it and flush it down the toilet...