*DISCLAIMER* If you have a weak stomach or get grossed out easily, you might want to skip this blog.
If you've ever pondered what five months of waste looks like when it fills a septic tank, I can give you a simple description........meatloaf.....or as I like to call it floaterloaf. Yes, yesterday everyone at the lab participated in the semi-annual event with the g-rated name-- "poop pit." With the poor weather on Wednesday we got a head start by digging a large hole that would soon be the new home to five months worth of floaters.
The day started off with everyone rummaging through the charity bin full of clothes to put together a good looking outfit for the much anticipated festivity. The guys went all out and came up with some good looking regalia. The shorts i found were a little too big for me and I was not about to risk the possibility of ruining a belt so I decided to rig suspenders using fishing line. The suspenders served a duel purpose by keeping the shorts from around my ankles and adding comic relief to the event.
The uncovering of the tank was like sliding giant stones off a tomb filled with golden treasure, yet our jewel was more of a brown color sprinkled with a hint of yellow. Thankfully there was a strong wind and I was slightly congested since the initial smell was quite strong (of course I was one of the ones who had to pull the lid off). Lines formed and the solid layer was removed with shovels and buckets.
After the icing was taken off the top, we were able to use a trash pump to pump the saltwater and other liquids into our newly dug swimming pool. Wanting to get the full experience of the acclaimed day I helped Jim manage "the business" end of the pump. As the chocolate fountain rained out of the hose I could only laugh at the situation. After the septic was emptied the hole was filled back in with sand; the job was done and we got the rest of the day off. Despite the ideal weather yesterday, I can not imagine doing this in August or September when the heat is brutal and the wind is minimal. Thankfully I won't be around for that, but it was an aspect of the sharklab that I will never forget.
The day started off with everyone rummaging through the charity bin full of clothes to put together a good looking outfit for the much anticipated festivity. The guys went all out and came up with some good looking regalia. The shorts i found were a little too big for me and I was not about to risk the possibility of ruining a belt so I decided to rig suspenders using fishing line. The suspenders served a duel purpose by keeping the shorts from around my ankles and adding comic relief to the event.
The uncovering of the tank was like sliding giant stones off a tomb filled with golden treasure, yet our jewel was more of a brown color sprinkled with a hint of yellow. Thankfully there was a strong wind and I was slightly congested since the initial smell was quite strong (of course I was one of the ones who had to pull the lid off). Lines formed and the solid layer was removed with shovels and buckets.
After the icing was taken off the top, we were able to use a trash pump to pump the saltwater and other liquids into our newly dug swimming pool. Wanting to get the full experience of the acclaimed day I helped Jim manage "the business" end of the pump. As the chocolate fountain rained out of the hose I could only laugh at the situation. After the septic was emptied the hole was filled back in with sand; the job was done and we got the rest of the day off. Despite the ideal weather yesterday, I can not imagine doing this in August or September when the heat is brutal and the wind is minimal. Thankfully I won't be around for that, but it was an aspect of the sharklab that I will never forget.
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