Everybody Runs

There have been kids puking everywhere at the centre over the last couple of days. And it's been awesome. Why? Because I haven't been anywhere near any of them when it's been happening. All I've seen is the uneasy faces of the staff after they've cleaned up the kid's puke, but while they are still fighting to keep their own stomach contents inside. I've been very lucky.

I guess that there has been a bit of a bug running through the centre. This one seems to come and go pretty rapidly. Generally the kid will puke 2-3 times and then be right as rain. When they do hurl though, it has been a large affair. We're getting the carpets cleaned a week early because a couple of them have been covered. Apparently it's been a good combination of liquid and chunks. Not so much projectile vomiting, but at the same time more violent than pure regurgitation where it falls down the front of your clothes.

The staff haven't really seen the lighter side of it, especially those that have been on the frontline. I can make light of it because it hasn't happened to any of my guys yet, and hopefully it won't. I don't think that I'm too bad at cleaning up spew. I know that I can handle cleaning up number twos. It's not pleasant, and I regularly have to get fresh air, but I always get there in the end, stomach intact. Some people refuse to go near it, but even though it's a dirty job, someone has to do it.

A job I don't think that I'd be able to accomplish, certainly a job I wouldn't smile much at, would be the person who replaces the sanitary napkin receptacles in female toilets. I think that that job would be one of the worst going. I really would not be down with that.


I've got tomorrow off which is exciting. The reason that I've got the day off isn't though. I'm heading down to the apartment for the final time and making sure that everything is gone. I think that I'm going to be a bit emotional, but it's something that's got to be done.

You know, when I first started writing this blog it was all about drunken madness. Now it's about kids puking. Where did I go wrong?