Freddy here, Retail Slaves. It's beyond any of us why customers piss and poo in our Fitting Rooms, but the sad reality is that it happens more often than not, even when a bathroom is located just ten feet away. There are all kinds of reasons for this animalistic behavior - Medical conditions, medication reactions, uncontrolled children, bad Mexican food, whatever...but I'm sorry...if you've got the fucking runs the last place you should be is in a store trying on clothes.
It makes our life a living, nasty, gross HELL!!! In my book Retail Hell, How I Sold My Soul to The Store: Confessions of a Tortured Sales Associate you can read my own personal poo nightmare in the chapter titled The Shitting Room.
But I'm not the only Retail Slave to have encountered shit in a store...
Brittney in Maryland writes:
"OK, I found poo today. No really, 3 pieces of poo! I see a kid leaving the store crying with his parents laughing at him (who by the way is old enough to not poo his pants - he had to be at least 9). To my horror in the fitting room was 3 giant horse-size pieces of poo. Now this wasn't even in the room itself. It was in the hallway next to the mirror. Just sitting there in a pile. I'm wondering did he drop his pants for everyone to see? WTF is wrong with this kid. I was not cleaning that up. I don't make enough money to clean that up."
Tony in Maryland writes:
"When I was working in the fitting room a lady tried on clothes in the Handicapped room with her baby in tow. She was in there for like 20 minutes. When I did a walkthrough I found a mess - the nasty diaper laying in the middle of the floor open exposing the baby poo and piss surround by dirty baby wipes. The smell was awful. We got the cart attendant to clean it up, but my friend was so sickened he threw up in a nearby trash can!"
And Carr in Canada writes about one customer's shit storm:
"I worked for a certain clothing store with the initial ON, and wow there were some hellish times. I was the Fitting Room Queen. They ALWAYS stuck me there. Fits was right across from the bathroom, which of course brought on a lot of horror stories. One time a woman went into the bathroom, and when she came out the whole fitting room area reeked. I investigated, and there was shit EVERYWHERE in the woman's washroom. And I mean EVERYWHERE!. On the walls, on the stall door, all over the toilet, everywhere. Our poor manager went in there to clean up, and he discovered this woman's shitty panties in the tampon disposal box.
The worst part is, she didn't leave!!! She wandered the store after that, then came to fits to try on some pants. WITHOUT UNDERWEAR!!! Luckily she bought them and wore them out (which usually isn't allowed, but I had to make an exception). In addition, she had stepped in her own shit and tracked it all over the store, from Baby Girl up to Feature. What a nightmare."
What a nightmare indeed. People need to keep their poop in the toilets of their own homes. Not in our Fitting Rooms. Write your Senators. Let's get a law passed!