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Bathroom Chat
Submitted by fernando
October 2, 2014, 1 Comments

Yesterday at work, I needed to take my morning dump and went to the Men's room. A coworker was at the sinks grooming himself. Hey man," I said. I think the guy thought I was going for a pee and started making small talk. As I replied, he continued talking to me. Since I'm a shameless shitter,...

Sprinkles And Splatters, Or My Experienc
Submitted by Anonymous
July 15, 2014, 3 Comments

Editor’s note: This picture arrived in my inbox last week with the following story. I work at a popular American restaurant chain that serves basic diner food 24 hours a day. Since I just started, I have been saddled with the night shift. This means I am usually the only server on the clock from...

The Brown Shoe Law Firm
Submitted by IberianCrapper
July 12, 2012, 3 Comments

It ain’t easy working for one of the most prestigious law firms in the world. It ain’t easy to conciliate your personal and professional life; but certainly, it ain’t easy either to conciliate the demands of a 70-hour work week with a schedule of bowel movements that tends to go from five day...

For A Dollah' Fitty Less
Submitted by Anonymous
July 2, 2012, 8 Comments

On the beautiful morning of Saturday June 23, 2012, I walked into my father's gas station, ready to start a twelve-hour shift. Being the "Indian guy," I feel that I have an obligation to reveal that many of my customers have trouble understanding me because of my heavy accent. On this particular...

Submitted by Beelzebutt
June 6, 2012, 10 Comments

My innards and I have had an ongoing battle for the last thirty years or so. Some times long-term battles break out and blaze out of control, making for bad days, weeks, or months. Other times there will be brief skirmishes that are short but no less intense. This is a tale of one such skirmish...

A Poop War
Submitted by Anonymous
May 11, 2012, 9 Comments

Thanks to "Kelly" for sending this in to us: I’m on antibiotics for a lovely bout of MRSA, which can give you a bit of the runs. Add to this my period, which makes you have the runs too. I seem to be forever running to the bathroom to take a crap while at work. The key is always finding a...

One Day At The Nursing Home
Submitted by ScottishGirl
May 4, 2012, 9 Comments

Greetings from Scotland! I spent some time working in a nursing home. Believe it or not, all three of these incidences happened in one day. I've dealt with a lot of poop! George: George was a sprightly man in his sixties who was in the home due to a brain injury. One day I was getting all...

Even Posh People Shit!
Submitted by ScottishGirl
May 1, 2012, 5 Comments

During my working life I have had a bizarre variety of jobs. At one point a few years ago I did a short course through the security industry authority and landed a job as a bouncer. A female bouncer, you might ask? Yep, I'm an average five feet, seven inch, medium-built lass. And although I'm...

One Ordinary Wednesday Morning
Submitted by Anonymous
March 29, 2012, 7 Comments

While at work during one ordinary Wednesday morning, I was reading silly jokes my co-workers had printed off at home and brought in to share with each other. You see, the internet at their homes was not working right, so they couldn’t forward these jokes on and had no choice but to print them. As...

Shitty Wedding
Submitted by poospicacious
February 27, 2012, 6 Comments

Among my many, many odd jobs, I work weddings, with photo booths. Yes, it can be a really fun job. Or the worst job ever, depending on the night. This night was maybe the worst. I had (again) been relying on my skills as Dealer of the perfect Silent but Deadly Fart to get through this one gig,...

The Forearm
Submitted by Crap Ninja
January 11, 2012, 3 Comments

This story takes place about seven years ago. I was working as a supervisor in a metal manufacturing plant in in the small blue collar community where I grew up. The factory was a typical small town plant run by sixty rugged employees who thoroughly enjoyed sharing anything and everything that...

The Bathroom Is For What?
Submitted by IBSSUCKS
November 11, 2011, 4 Comments

So I have mentioned that I work for a collections agency by now; before that I worked for an auditing firm. The firm had set up office in an old school building, along with some other agencies. My office was located downstairs in the basement of this building. Located right upstairs was a double...

Pooping On The Clock
Submitted by PINWORM
October 18, 2011, 11 Comments

For whatever reason, I had to take a looooong dump at work earlier this week, because a weekend of my ingesting opiates and Raisin Bran led to a giant slow mover. A grogan snail. A dopey dirt-snake. This meant I had time to ponder on the subject of how much time I have spent taking a shit whilst...

Submitted by IBSSUCKS
October 11, 2011, 6 Comments

My workplace, an office, is being remodeled, and we employees have been booted to an old run-down building in another part of town. In my office I work with two other women, and as of right now I'm the only guy: The other one was fired. We are small department in charge of collections for about...

One Lane Over
Submitted by Big Tex
September 7, 2011, 7 Comments

Today I shit myself on the way home from work. I got stuck in traffic. The day started out like any other day. I got up, ate my cereal, and I went to work. When lunch rolled around the day changed. One of the girls in the office asked me to have lunch with her. I don’t know her very well, and...

Ooo, That Smell
Submitted by gassy
August 22, 2011, 7 Comments

I had been begging and pleading with my husband to green light the idea of our first family dog for some time. He came from a family where pets were looked upon as more of a resource drain than a part of the family, so let’s just say that I had to break him down. Finally I succeeded! We loaded...

A Crawfish Soil
Submitted by ChiefStinkyButt
May 26, 2011, 9 Comments

One time I was desperately trying to land a lucrative project and landed an interview with the president of an oil field company, who happened to be a woman. She invited me to the company’s weekly Friday crawfish boil. I spent two days preparing what I was going to say and, since it was a long...

Submitted by Mrs. Dookie
May 9, 2011, 12 Comments

I own a pet sitting business. One of my clients had converted a ten by twelve foot bedroom into a cat haven, in which she'd placed two litter boxes and some sparse furniture, one piece being a green plastic chair. Overall, my morning at this client's house started off great; I was not too...

There's No Place Like Foam
Submitted by The Big Dumper
March 29, 2011, 16 Comments

My job sucks. I hate it. I help my nephew build houses. Let me tell you about my nephew -- he sucks too. He's a little pissant who waves his new college education in front of my face like I am a starving Ethiopian and it's a twelve inch toasted meatball sub from Quiznos. The reason I work for...

The Floral Pooper
Submitted by Pieclops
March 18, 2011, 12 Comments

The location of my 'office' is a general store, behind the register to be exact. One seemingly dull day, after a few gloomy hours of work, my boss headed towards the room containing the commode for the ladies. She had held the door open for no longer than three short seconds when she let out a...

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