Originally Posted by
Skweeky
Well... this one time I was walking down the corridor with my wee trolley and this old lady walked up to me and gave me a tenner. She pointed at her room and started apologising profusely about the mess in there. She also explained the reception had moved her to a different room.
She then went on to explain her husband had caught a stomach bug and had been 'very ill throughout the night'
When I walked into the room there was a trail of shit going from the bed to the bathroom. The bathroom was literally covered in the stuff. It was on the ceiling.
I mean... how the hell do you get it to splatter on the fucking ceiling???
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