This morning we had a meeting. There’s two divisions where I work at
Mattress Store, so we had the two guys from Alternate Store in for our
meeting. My manager, Cory, was running the meeting. He had us all try
doing an adjustable bed demo for each other, trying two alternate
methods. When one of the AS guys got on the bed, I ran through the demo.
When he got up there was a huge wet spot under where his left leg had
been.
We all stared in horror at the wet spot. Mortified he
mumbled something about a medical thing. When they left I burst out,
“Why is our bed wet?!” Cory and Andrea didn’t know. Some vague medical
thing that makes your leg weep, which I’ll be honest, I’ve never heard
of. But the man is in pretty bad shape as far as taking care of himself.
Andrea told me when she worked with him at AS she noticed the chairs
were funky and had to clean caked on shit from the seats. When she told
me I was grateful that clear mystery liquid was all he got on our bed.
