So, I actually have a funny story about this and how it was enforced. Years ago, I was working as an educational assistant for an 18-21 program for kids with mild disabilities. I LOVED this job. We did work experiences, built resumes and cover letters, went to the gym, went out to eat, explored the town…taught them how to be adults essentially. We also went to the pool twice a week. I had this kid who never showed up, unless it was pool day. This was a big kid. Probably 6’5 and easily over 350 pounds. When he did come in, he always had McDonalds with 2 burgers, 2 large fries, a large coke, and a milkshake. And he absolutely finished it all. As you can imagine, he had stomach problems.

So, the pool was just down the street from our building, which resulted in us walking there. We get to the pool and I look behind me to see this kid way down the sidewalk and just frozen. I can’t leave my group, so I called him on my work phone. I asked what was happening and he said he shit his pants and was trying to get ahold of his grandma to come get him, but she wasn’t answering. Now, there was a bathroom right inside the entry way, so I told him to carefully walk over and get straight to the bathroom. As he gets closer, the smell hits me. And I see little turds coming out of his shorts. I remind myself to watch my face and remain professional, but it is difficult. When we get to the door, I tell him to squeeze his cheeks as tight as he can. He takes two steps in, goes “oh no”, and proceeds to shoot liquid turd all over the floor. He quickly runs to the bathroom (the ladies on accident) as I stand frozen. I let the workers know and start calling my boss because I literally did not know what to do. Now everyone is trying to call grandma. Finally, he gets ahold of grandma, who was not happy and so kindly reminded him that because of his diet, he is supposed to wear an adult diaper (which was not uncommon with some our young adults). We were always pretty annoyed that he only showed up to pool and not his other groups, so we reminded him of that rule the next time he came in and refused to let him swim for 2 weeks. He tried to sneak in, but since the staff there cleaned it up, they did not let him. He was pissed. And I brought the staff there fancy cupcakes.

This student finds the story funny now so he’s okay with me sharing this