The worst part about my stint as a manager at Borders--besides the awful bosses I had--was the bathrooms. They were open to the public and people did unspeakable things in them. They had sex. They shot up. They shit on the walls, on top the toilet tank, in the sinks, on the floors and somehow once they even shit on the lightswitch. Technically the employees were not supposed to deal with this shit. Technically we had a cleaning crew that came in twice a day. But of course employees had to clean it up, which lead to my most unpleasant conversations with booksellers ever.
In NYC, customers and civilians revolted. There are basically no public restrooms in the city, so Starbucks has become the de facto urinal for the city that never sleeps.
Starbucks Mutiny Exposes New York’s Reliance on Chain’s Toilets - NYTimes.com
Now, it seems, some of these baristas have had enough.
Tired of customers — and noncustomers — leaving bathrooms messy or worse, they started to lock them at some Starbucks, including one on 45th Street near Avenue of the Americas in Manhattan. Up went signs marked “Employees Only.”
The revolt seemed to reflect a discontent that lurks among the preternaturally cheerful barista corps.
“I have personally cleaned up almost every humanly fluid and plenty that didn’t seem human,” one employee wrote on the StarbucksGossip Web site, coming to a passionate defense of the rebel latte makers.
“I am continually amazed by what people will do when given a few square feet of privacy,” said another. “Why do you want to have sex in a bathroom? I think the toilet would be kind of a mood killer.”