dawn

I worked at a restoration place while I was taking a break from technician stuff.

That’s where I met Bob.

And one work day, Bob and I had to take a toilet from an upstairs bathroom and take it to the dump..

The thing is.. someone had been taking shits in it ..for days…

As it sat in the middle of the shower..

Full on, a roofing crew’s amount of shit..

Marinating.

There was piss in the bowl as well, and it had become rancid in the summer heat.. In a house with no power. Under construction…

Nearly filled up to the brim…

So Bob and I,

We put on plastic gloves, and plastic face protection, and a tyvek suit… And we went up to that bathroom, And we held our breath, And we wrapped the toilet in thick contractor trash bags..

Like we were wrapping a body.

Then we carefully lowered the toilet down the stairs,  loaded it into the back of our workvan.

And Bob drives like an asshole.

And he was smoking dabs at the time, All day everyday…

So we drove like crazy on the highway, the toilet fell over and cracked open, and the bags split…

So we had a 30 minute ride to our point B..

And the passenger side window wouldn’t roll down…

And we just rode along,

Soaking in it …

Reaching Zen Buddhist levels of detachment.

“I’m not here”

This is not happening…

And I look down on the floorboard to my left… And the sludge had made its way to the cabin….

And this is your life 🧬