Whether by virtue of my long tenure or my percieved "expertise" at handling these situations, I am the resident "shit expert" at W-D. Anytime a redneck decides that one just isn't enough (toilet paper roll) or has been to the Chinese place down the walk just before coming in here, I get to clean it up
:bag: 
I've never been showered with shit, but I've had my close class. Perhaps surprisingly, I prefer the solid variety to the more "liquidy" kind, if only because it's easier to get rid of. With a toilet full of shit-colored water, you never know how long you'll have to use the plunger to try and clear it up, and I've gotten spills on myself. Sometimes I come close to hurling when I'm dealing with a particularly nasty example, but I can pull it together and get the job done. I've seen every imaginable kind of shit you could imagine (there was one particularly impressive speciman that made me think of the whole "Ian finding a shit the length of an arm" episode from the Heart and Soul booklet).
Perhaps I should have said at the outset "this message is not for the faint of heart"