So the sewage container at work, (a built-in metal box of sorts, which collects the dirty dish water) is plugged up this morning. That means it has to be emptied of said water and repaired. The stench wafting up to the reception area is unbelievable. I’m literally stewing inside what I would imagine the bathroom in hell would smell like after Al Bundy took a turn in there. The only positive aspect of this smelly situation is that we don’t have many clients at the hotel this week. None of them will have to die in vain from blunt force nasal trauma.