This will most likely be my last post talking about the ARC. I just couldn't resist telling this last story about another way that the mentally handicapped made things difficult for us at the movie theater. So far I have mentioned a good deal about what makes them hard to deal with, but there is one more thing that they occasionally did that would send us over the edge. I'm not going to come right out and tell you what it was because that would just spoil the story.
I will start by saying that it all happened one day while I was in the ticket box selling tickets. This worked out for me because someone else was behind the counter and they would have the headache of figuring out the orders. All I had to do was sell them their tickets and they went on their way. After they had gotten their food and drink, they went to their theater to watch their movie. Since all the movies were playing I had nothing to do but stand in the ticket booth and wait for the next wave of shows to start.
While I was waiting around I noticed one of the workers from the ARC approach one of my fellow employees. Since I had nothing better to do, I decided to try and hear what was being said. I could barely hear them though because the worker was whispering. All I could make out was that she was apologizing for something, but I didn't know what. When the lady was done talking, my friend approached me in the ticket booth with a strange look on her face. As I said in an earlier post, I had a reputation for doing the dirty jobs. So I figured this must be bad if she's coming straight to me for help.
"Uh Chris" she started "I was hoping to ask you for a favor, but I would totally understand if you didn't want to do it". She seemed kind of timid talking to me, I think she was embarrassed and felt bad asking me to do what needed to be done. I gave her a smile to let her know it was OK to ask me and I asked "What happened?" She than starts telling me how one of the mentally handicapped woman from the group took a dump on the FLOOR of the ladies rest room. Before I could walk off to do the job, I found out there was more to the story. She than goes on to tell me how the lady made an attempt to clean it up by using a paper towel, but all she did was end up smearing it all over the floor.
Even after hearing that, I didn't back down from the job. I asked her to watch the booth while I went to see how bad it was. After making sure nobody was in the girls bathroom, I walked in and found the feces smeared on the floor just outside one of the stalls. I than walked out of the bathroom and grabbed a can of windex and a bunch of paper towels.
I than walked back in and had another employee guard the door while I was working. I'm not going to go into any details of the cleaning process, I will just say that I spent nearly half the time dry heaving. At one point the person guarding the door asked if I was OK. When it was done it was done, and the people from the ARC were able to leave with no problem.
While this was not the last time we had to deal with them missing the toilet, this was the worst. The best part is that in future occurrences, my boss was around when it happened. We than got to hear him go on a rant about his opinion on the whole matter as he vented his frustration.
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