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jecca_mehlota) wrote2008-09-14 08:43 pm
jecca_mehlota) wrote2008-09-14 08:43 pm
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Putting the EW in sewage...
Another day where I have managed not to burn down the bakery!
NO, NO, IT DID NOT BURN BECAUSE IT FLOODED. WHAT. OH GOD.
There was a bunch of soapy-chemical cleaning water in one of the basins in our big sink (it has three basins! "Wash," "rinse," and "sanitize", as they are so helpfully labeled... they all empty through a pipe in the bottom to a drain in the floor). That is not so uncommon. Sometimes the morning crew does not get to their dishes and they are left for me. Weeeell~
End of the day comes. Jecca's finished up what she refers to as the "pre-cleaning activities" - moving things off the surfaces she'll be scrubbing down, making sure there's plenty of stuff out for people to buy, finishing dishes...
I released the water, it drained, I went over to get the wash bucket and.... - *glurp glurp*? That is not a happy noise.... - turned around in time to see all five gallons of soapy-chemical water come BACK UP FROM THE DRAIN IN THE FLOOR. OH JESUS.
Ran for a mop to stop the advancement of the water towards the work stations and, after successfully stalling the flood, I called maintenance. Then went back to getting up what I could of the water and directing it back towards the drain, all the while wincing at the sharp smell from the chemicals in the water.
...Then I called maintenance again, and again, and then I paged the manager, and then I stared at the phone wondering if it was not working or something. But no, your friend and mine, the maintenance dude, did turn up.
AND THEN WE PLAYED "DISMANTLE THE DRAIN" and, long, long story involving shop vacs and coat hangers and prying off of drain covers and everything else later, a hideous, hideous smell suddenly overtook the reek of cleaning chemicals that had been hanging over us. SEWAAAGE. There was a massive solid block composed of old I-don't-know-I-don't-want-to completely clogging the entire pipe. It was gross! We both recoiled in horror from the smell.
And then the poor guy set about the task of trying to dislodge the vile wad. He tried to use the vacuum to suck it out, but that didn't work. He dumped a bunch of cleaner down, hoping to loosen it up, but that didn't work. He tried to pick it loose and that also did not work.
So he went to track down the manager and speak with her, because he'd done everything he could with the pitiful supply of tools we have. I had to put a note on the sink telling the morning crew to not use, 'cause they have to get something to purge the pipes.
Then, when he removed the vacuum, it dripped solid black stuff all over the floor, and then I had to clean it up. Fun times.
Also, half the store smells faintly of bakery sewage now. Ew. Eeeew.
I am so, so glad I don't work again until Friday. SO GLAD.
NO, NO, IT DID NOT BURN BECAUSE IT FLOODED. WHAT. OH GOD.
There was a bunch of soapy-chemical cleaning water in one of the basins in our big sink (it has three basins! "Wash," "rinse," and "sanitize", as they are so helpfully labeled... they all empty through a pipe in the bottom to a drain in the floor). That is not so uncommon. Sometimes the morning crew does not get to their dishes and they are left for me. Weeeell~
End of the day comes. Jecca's finished up what she refers to as the "pre-cleaning activities" - moving things off the surfaces she'll be scrubbing down, making sure there's plenty of stuff out for people to buy, finishing dishes...
I released the water, it drained, I went over to get the wash bucket and.... - *glurp glurp*? That is not a happy noise.... - turned around in time to see all five gallons of soapy-chemical water come BACK UP FROM THE DRAIN IN THE FLOOR. OH JESUS.
Ran for a mop to stop the advancement of the water towards the work stations and, after successfully stalling the flood, I called maintenance. Then went back to getting up what I could of the water and directing it back towards the drain, all the while wincing at the sharp smell from the chemicals in the water.
...Then I called maintenance again, and again, and then I paged the manager, and then I stared at the phone wondering if it was not working or something. But no, your friend and mine, the maintenance dude, did turn up.
AND THEN WE PLAYED "DISMANTLE THE DRAIN" and, long, long story involving shop vacs and coat hangers and prying off of drain covers and everything else later, a hideous, hideous smell suddenly overtook the reek of cleaning chemicals that had been hanging over us. SEWAAAGE. There was a massive solid block composed of old I-don't-know-I-don't-want-to completely clogging the entire pipe. It was gross! We both recoiled in horror from the smell.
And then the poor guy set about the task of trying to dislodge the vile wad. He tried to use the vacuum to suck it out, but that didn't work. He dumped a bunch of cleaner down, hoping to loosen it up, but that didn't work. He tried to pick it loose and that also did not work.
So he went to track down the manager and speak with her, because he'd done everything he could with the pitiful supply of tools we have. I had to put a note on the sink telling the morning crew to not use, 'cause they have to get something to purge the pipes.
Then, when he removed the vacuum, it dripped solid black stuff all over the floor, and then I had to clean it up. Fun times.
Also, half the store smells faintly of bakery sewage now. Ew. Eeeew.
I am so, so glad I don't work again until Friday. SO GLAD.