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Marblehead And The Deep Sink
Submitted by plop cop
March 29, 2010, 16 Comments

I've been crapping in the corner crapper for a few years now. The lock's been fixed, and Knothead has quit bursting in on people unannounced. Our company has taken hits like everyone else’s in this economy, so we've shrunk quite a bit, employee-wise. We used to pay someone to come in early and...

Loch Mess
Submitted by Ring-piece Dangler
March 18, 2010, 15 Comments

We were building a custom home for a very picky home owner. The house was large and commanded a nice view overlooking the huge, man-made lake in their backyard. My IBS was at it again, but luckily we had walls in the house, doors, and even toilets. The only problem was that we didn't have...

The Damned Thing
Submitted by Mason Wicker
March 10, 2010, 27 Comments

The end of the world at our place of work did not happen like it was supposed to, or at least not like we had planned for it to end. Or, to be more precise about the matter, the end of our workaday world did not end like we had been instructed to plan for. Things started to go all to hell when...

My Swamp Thing
Submitted by Ring-piece Dangler
March 1, 2010, 9 Comments

Back in high school, I used to work for a contractor who built upscale custom homes for a well-known golf club here in Florida. The days were hot and humid, but the pay was good for a kid my age. Plus, I learned a few things about hard work and being a manly man. It was usually just the...

The Handicrapper of Horrors
Submitted by the pooping scholar
February 9, 2010, 45 Comments

The Thursday work shift in question was like any other I’d worked four years ago—bagging groceries and running occasional, meaningless errands. It was seven thirty in the evening, and the five o’clock rush was over. The grocery store chain I worked for gave the bathroom cleaning responsibilities...

From The Green Beyond
Submitted by Elephant Butt
January 14, 2010, 16 Comments

I’ve never liked pooping until the last second, until right before it was about to run out and down my leg; and until last week, it never had. The mishap started as I was about to drive to work in my '67 corvette. Usually, before I go to work, I leave a monster-big, brown, lumpy piece of art in my...

Daisy Dooks
Submitted by SinkingSlinky
December 3, 2009, 8 Comments

I work in an animal shelter, and it’s probably one of the poopiest places you can imagine. The first thing I do when I get there at seven AM is shovel shit - all kinds: green, red (if they have been eating dog biscuits saturated in dye), gray (if the dog is ill and on a particular medicine), long...

Startling Casey
Submitted by Scatcat
November 30, 2009, 19 Comments

Fascinated by the feedback I received from my first tale of pooping woe, I had to return to share my deepest, darkest shit story. I've been working for a zoo for six years now, and back in the beginning, I was a lowly handler. It was my duty to hold and present exotic animals at educational shows...

The Cashier Manager's Request
Submitted by Bran Lover
November 18, 2009, 20 Comments

Poor guy. He just works there. He oversees the cashiers for a living. He's the Cashier Manager, that's all. He asks for nothing from you in return. (Well, maybe there's just one thing he asks, but we'll get to that in a minute.) He just wants to help guests in the store and send them home...

The Planters Plant
Submitted by Tho-Cho
October 26, 2009, 51 Comments

My friend Louie is a commercial plumber and quite an asshole to be around, which is why he works commercial projects instead of residential; his bosses don’t want him anywhere near the customers that pay the bills. He was working on a large hotel project last year where there were many different...

The Poop That Wasn't There
Submitted by LLeeIV
October 19, 2009, 36 Comments

The other day I was at my desk, and after about the fourth cup of coffee, nature was calling on both ends. Wait. Let me back up twelve hours. Dinner the night previous was large to say the least. After I had finished jogging, the nuggets, sandwiches and waffle fries from Chick-fil-A, were just not...

A Stinker Of A Sinker
Submitted by Dan1024
October 16, 2009, 36 Comments

As you might remember from my previous story, I work for a large company in a large building, one that has small but very clean bathrooms. This story took place about two years ago, shortly after winning the battle of the Shameful. I was participating in my usual college summer ritual of working...

Dennis' Menace
Submitted by DILROID
October 13, 2009, 23 Comments

The following is not about a poo experience of mine but that of one of my co-worker's. The best part of it all is he never knew what I witnessed. This is my story: I work at our company’s IT department. We were looking for some help a couple of years ago and ended up hiring Dennis, a Filipino...

To Cut And Run
Submitted by Deja Poo
October 12, 2009, 12 Comments

This was posted last week in our forums, and to our delight, Deja has agreed to share it with the front page crowd. Yesterday about mid-morning as I was filling out my TPS reports, I was suddenly smitten with the strong urge to take a dump. I headed for the office bathroom on my floor, seated...

The Thrift Store Mommy
Submitted by thenewcoven08
October 8, 2009, 76 Comments

I worked for a local thrift store in Nashville, Tennessee. It’s been around for a long time. My mom used to shop there when I was a small child. Now I'm thirty-three, and needless to say, this store has not aged very well. During one of the days last month that I was the closing manager, I heard...

Someone Famous Does Something Gross (and
Submitted by Tho-Cho
October 5, 2009, 30 Comments

Back when I was about twenty-four I worked in a local after-hours nightclub in my city of Edmonton, Alberta Canada. The club had three floors with dance rooms, and there was a Men’s and Ladies’ bathroom on each of the lower floors. By a few hours into the night, these bathrooms were in disgusting...

Kickin' It Old Stool
Submitted by The Dook
September 16, 2009, 19 Comments

After reading some of the stories on Poopreport concerning favorite bathrooms and toilets, I felt inspired to write about my own. My favorite happens to be at work. This may confuse some people who no doubt will have visions of industrial-sized restrooms crammed with stalls and being frequented...

What They Don't Teach In Pharmacy S
Submitted by reader
September 4, 2009, 51 Comments

I'm a pharmacist. Technically, a Doctor of Pharmacy, if you can believe it. Who knew that six years of education would get you a never-used title? At any rate, I did not go into hospital pharmacy -- I decided I wanted to be with the people, and took a job with the largest retail drug chain in...

My Battle With Brown Shoes
Submitted by Dan1024
August 27, 2009, 21 Comments

I had just started my "real" working career doing electrical engineering, and I was not well-vouched in the intricacies of workplace life and manners. On our floor we had three medium-sized bathrooms with three stalls each. They were well maintained because we had a twenty-four-hour maintenance...

The Executive Decision
Submitted by Red Ryan
August 24, 2009, 25 Comments

It was a typical Tuesday morning at work. Shortly after ten AM, the second cup of coffee had begun to pry at my lower intestinal tract; hence, it was time to grab some reading material and venture to my second office. The restrooms on my floor are somewhat unsanitary, so when Mother Nature calls...

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