There Is Nothing I Wouldn’t Do

Don’t you hate it when you walk into the toilet at work and someone has done a splatter no 2 all up and around the porcelain and over the rim in some instances. It is a trap, you have walked into. Sure, he got away with it, filthy bitch, but you may not be so lucky. 

Do you want to be known as the shitty guy who doesn’t clean up after himself, even if it is only by one person. You are forced into cleaning, just in case someone comes in straight after you. As your eyes meet, momentarily, you know what he is going to find in seconds, the twitch of the smell in his nose already giving away hints at the possible treat he has in store. 

Do you really want that? There you are cleaning another man’s shit from the toilet walls, that is what it leads to, talk about a slave to your company. There is nothing I wouldn’t do.