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TIFU by avoiding my basement (it was full of shit)

I have been getting back into working out, and I keep my elliptical in the basement. It's an unfinished basement, and I'm a renter in a college house. Typically, I work out every day. I take my ipad down with me and put on my headphones and do duolingo or quizlet or watch some youtube. It's a three room basement, and the stairs that lead to it are down a short hallway behind the pantry. Like I said, it's unfinished, and so it's concrete floors, stone walls, pipes and whatnot down there. I live with two other girls, and neither of them work out nor have any reason to go into the basement, so really I'm the only one who goes down there on the regular.

But recently, I've been... lazy. Since finals, I haven't done my daily studying which I usually do on the elliptical. So I've been avoiding working out. I dunno, I just took a rest day and then another rest day and another rest day. This went on for about two weeks and today, I decided to finally snap out of it. So i downed an alani at like 2pm and put on my workout set and had plans to watch the new season of invincible.

I did my stretches in the living room before heading down, and waited for the caffeine to kick in, and then headed downstairs. And something is off, right away. There's like, these white scraps on the floor. I don't know what it is. I'm thinking maybe a mouse? Because this house is from the 1920's ish and we did have a mouse problem in the winter, but we'd set traps and hadn't had any more problems with mice since like march.

But now i'm curious, because the white scraps seem to be going in a line to a drain by the stairs. So i follow the line from the drain through the main room, and into the second room. And holy hell. There's probably a three foot by three foot pile of wads of toilet paper and dried shit. It's dry on the edges, and wet in the middle. I don't know HOW we didn't smell it upstairs. I gag, and take some photos, and then run out of the basement. But the problem is now i'm hopped up on caffeine, and there's no way in hell I am working out in a shit-filled basement. I NEED to get this energy out of my system and process what I just encountered- ie my basement full of two weeks worth of shit- so i go on a run outside. The entire time I'm just thinking if i wasn't a lazy fuck, there wouldn't be two weeks of shit in my basement. It's already been there for this long. Three girls. Two weeks. One massive pile of shit.

I get back and take a shower and text my landlord and send him the photos. He immediately calls me and asks for more photos and videos of the area.

So i go back down in the basement AGAIN and take photos and videos and send it to him, and like half an hour later he texts me that the earliest appointment for the company to come clean everything up will be on friday. I have to live until friday with shit in my basement. It was different when I didn't know. But now I know.

So now i'm sitting in my bedroom above a shit-filled basement. I will sleep tonight above a shit-filled basement. and tomorrow. and thursday. I can't smell it up here. but i know it's there. All because I avoided my elliptical.

TL;DR I didn't work out for two weeks and when I finally went into my basement to workout, I found the floor covered in toilet paper and shit overflowing from a pipe in the floor, and it can't be cleaned up til friday. I have a photo for proof but i don't think it's wise to post on here. Just... yeah.

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