Once at worker a 'phantom shitter' unleashed a voluminous, orange coloured horror that soon became known as 'Ginger Richard'
It was massive. I mean MASSIVE. Untold attempts were made to flush it but none could shift it. I imagine it was suggested that someone try to prod it round the U-bend with a bogbrush, but volunteers were in short supply.
We even asked the night cleaners if they could get rid of it and were told 'Fuck off, I'm a cleaner, not a plumber.'
It doesn't matter where you work, there's always one.
(FartThroughAWalkieTalkie wished you were dead in ditch on, Fri 3 Feb 2012, 12:18, Reply)