Chapter 32: The Final Straw
Chapter 32: The Final Straw
The restaurant manager looked at the feces smeared across the glass walls, the yellow sludge splattered through the front door, and the road outside covered in filth.
For a moment, he felt like laughing.
But seeing Mr. Anderson’s furious expression, he held it in.
He walked over to Mr. Anderson, who was currently busy directing the apprentices in cleaning up the mess. Surprisingly, after the morning’s relentless assaults, the apprentices seemed to have developed a psychological immunity to feces. None gagged, vomited, or even protested.
Though clearly disgusted, they donned gloves and began scrubbing the feces off the glass walls. The task wasn’t easy.
If a scientist had been present, they might have explained why the waste was so stubbornly stuck to the glass. The high-pressure impact from the septic truck’s collision had caused the feces to hit the glass like bullets. Upon contact, air was expelled, creating a vacuum-like seal between the glass and the fecal matter.
To remove it, merely spraying water wasn’t enough. Physical force was required to break the vacuum.
And with feces… the more you scrub, the messier it gets.