Work

Today, and most days, at work there was poop involved. Don't worry, I wear gloves. Sometimes it's just not enough though. Today was especially bad.
Poop smell tips me off
Then Poop:
in the diaper
in the shower
on the floor
on his foot
on his leg
on his pants
on my flip-flop
on my foot
on the carpet
on the bed
in the other shower
on the other bathroom floor

I cried.

And no, you don't really want to know the details.

My roommates think I need a new job. I just need to take care of someone that can clean up their own poop, or that doesn't scream and push when someone else does. The End