Hi everyone,

As you can tell, we've been short on stories lately. Our web page fixing person has been really busy, thus delaying some contest info and some exciting new things - but in the meantime, submit stories!

We are expanding our horizons to not just poop, but crappy customers as well. We figure they are along the same lines as poop.

So there you go - crappy customers, or crappy crap - submit your stories! And spread the poop...I mean...the word around! Get your friends to come here and submit stories, too!

And don't forget, if you want a bookstorepoop.com business card sent to your employee newsletter, let us know!

Thanks!

At my store we have revolving closing chores, which is nice because everyone has to do all the chores at some point. One of the worst chores in my opinion is the men's room because every time I'm in there it's a surprise a minute. I don't know what it is about bookstores that attract the most disgusting people in the world, but there it is.

Any-road, one night I walked into the men's and a foul smell drifted into my nostrils. I knew at that moment something was very, very wrong. I forced myself to walk into the stall and there it was: The biggest poo I've ever seen, sitting upon a toilet paper/toilet roll cardboard throne. There was so much toilet paper crammed in there, the poo was inches from touching the water. I really wasn't sure what to do with it. After very carefully removing the cardboard (which I'm guessing was used as a nice solid base for the toilet paper...) I took my chances and flushed. Twice. It must have been a miracle, because the toilet didn't over flow.

I always say that I'm lucky though. I could have found little kid poo carefully hidden on the shelf behind the YA books like one of my other coworkers...

This will be my second submission to BookStorePoop.com... my first being "Wall Paintings."

This happened at the bookstore once again, though this time it does not involve the bathrooms.

I was doing a buy(the store I work at buys books from the public, and "doing a buy" means looking through them and coming up with an offer.), and it was already quite gross, most of the books were covered in mold and animal fur.

Being that I am already kind of sick, I was coughing and sniffling through the buy. I was on the last of the boxes, and I lifted up a book to find: Some kind of animal Poo. My coworkers and I theorized that it was either poo or puke, but it looked more like poo.

Needless to say, I didn't look through the rest of the box.

The scene: a busy day at store 052 on Lane Ave in Columbus, Ohio... lets say it was a Saturday, even though it doesn't really matter. Myself and a couple other hpbers were manning the buy counter when a customer comes up with this really disturbed look on her face and says something like "There is a serious issue in the ladies bathroom"- so our fearless shift leader Jeff walks over, peers in the door and walks as fast as possible back to the buy counter. He then informs us that a customer has literally crapped on the floor, about ten inches in front of the toilet. This would be disturbing to anyone- but thats not the end of the description.... Not only was there a pile of poop on the floor- but the person had apparently tried to SCOOP it up in their hand- and then had attempted to put it in the SINK!!!! This was evidenced by a hand print IN the feces... Alright... just take a deep breath...its going to be alright. But before I end- I just want to beg one question: If you just relieved yourself on the floor- and you decided "I think I'm going to try and pick some of this up and put it somewhere...." WHY WOULDN'T YOU PUT IT IN THE TOILET!!!!???? Why the sink!?!?!?!? Oye!

I think someone tried to submit a story, but it came through with nothing in it. If you tried to submit something, try again!

PoopMaster