I once worked with a guy who filled his pants 30ft up a tree in the middle of Islington after a heavy night of booze and cheap speed. He screamed it loud enough for half of London to hear. He dealt with the worst of it behind a shrub in the clients garden then went and cleaned himself up at the cafe over the road.
He then put his shit filled trousers back on and finished the job. We made him ride back to the yard in the back of the truck.
We got a complaint called in to the office from the cafe as he apparently destroyed the toilet.
His shit story doesn’t surprise me as he was a really heavy drug and alcohol user(he’s sober now I believe) but the idea of office folk shitting left right and centre freaks me out as assumed y’all we above such things.
I once worked with a guy who filled his pants 30ft up a tree in the middle of Islington after a heavy night of booze and cheap speed. He screamed it loud enough for half of London to hear. He dealt with the worst of it behind a shrub in the clients garden then went and cleaned himself up at the cafe over the road.
He then put his shit filled trousers back on and finished the job. We made him ride back to the yard in the back of the truck.
We got a complaint called in to the office from the cafe as he apparently destroyed the toilet.
His shit story doesn’t surprise me as he was a really heavy drug and alcohol user(he’s sober now I believe) but the idea of office folk shitting left right and centre freaks me out as assumed y’all we above such things.