Toilet go boom.

So tonight, I had uploaded a bunch of pictures I had taken over the last months at the hotel and was going to do a hodge podge posting of funny things that have happened because I haven't had anything interesting to tell you.

Well, I jinxed me.

I get a call tonight about an hour into my shift from a nice older woman telling me her toilet is overflowing.

She wasn't kidding.

I entered her poo-scented room to find this.


So, I watch it and realize that the water is still slowly leaking over the toilet edge. I use the plunger to try and unstop the mess while chatting with the nice woman.

The toilet doesn't budge. I continue to plunge and it goes down a bit but I notice the back is still running on occasion. Up go the sleeves and I peek inside. The rubber stopped isn't staying completely down.

I press and fiddle with the stopper until the toilet just cycles; it no longer is filling the bowl.

Resume plunging. Nothing happens.

While waiting for the water to slowly drain, I grab a mop and bucket and mop up the water while still chatting. Eventually, I decide to try and flush the toilet. If it overflow, hey, I have my mop. If it doesn't, bonus.

Well, it overflows. Alot. In fact, the rubber completely is off the stopper, causing the toilet to fill the bowl at max water flow, running all over the floor. The water is flowing out of the room, onto the carpet. I run in there again, f my sleeves, take the top of the tank off and press on the rubber stopper until the tank fills and it stops gushing water. I fiddle with the rubber stopper, causing it to run a bit, but nothing like it was, and finally get the stopper reattached and the toilet quits running.

I spend the next ten minutes mopping up almost a full bucket of water off the floor. I grab more rags and soak up as much water as I can.

I put the couple into a new room, giving them a discount, empty the mop bucket and wash up to my arms, because I'm covered in poo water.


I decide to go ahead and go back in there to try and get as much water off the floor as possible. It was sopping wet out into the hallway.

Why yes, that is poo water filled rag-towels. Needless to say, I went in barefoot. My shoes are also sopping wet.

These two are harder to see, but the dark is water, and the light is dry. In the top photo, you can see the difference even in the hallway.

For now, the couple is moved and happy, the toilet isn't running and the window is open to air out the eau de toilet. The bathroom floor and the carpet are damp, but no more standing water. I've scrubbed up to my elbows twice in our industrial soap, changed into my dry civvies and am wandering barefoot for lack of non poo-water soaked shoes.

IlovemyjobIlovemyjobIlovemyjob....

Update: Apparently, the back has a slow leak, and when it gets too low in the tank, it thinks the toilet has flushed and fills the bowl all over the floor. I had to mop up the floor with rags for the third time. But this time, I took an ice bucket and emptied out the toilet bowl, and put rags in the tank and filled it with water to make it think it's full and hopefully stop the leak. A girl can dream.

This kind of thing can happen anywhere, and it's the first time it's happened to me at work. But it was still overflowing old man poo, and I really want a shower. The 7:15am Curves appointment is going to have to be postponed.

Poo.