Student poo
In my earlier days, I lived for a time at Owens Park, a hall of residence in South Manchester. One of the more mundane features of life there was the weekly OP Newsletter, in which the warden often entreated his charges to try not to wreck the place too much.

"Please don't set off the fire alarm", "Please don't make toast with the kitchen door open (it sets off the fire alarm)", "The fire extinguishers are not a toy", and so on.

Perhaps the most disgusting tale to appear in its DTP-and-clipart photocopied pages was that of the poo left in the toilet.

Not, you might be thinking, the bowl, but instead a sizeable log deposited somehow (and I don't want to know how) in a cistern. The cleaners wouldn't touch it, and they were used to cleaning up after a couple of thousand students. It eventually took a "specialist cleaning company" to deal with it, which you can probably assume is a bloke with a big rubber glove and a strong stomach to fish it out and disinfect its former resting place.

Length? I'd hope the glove was up to his armpit.
( le brian, Sun 30 Mar 2008, 18:30, Reply)