Let me tell y'all about the day I had to clean throw up and period blood within a couple hours of each other.
I worked at a summer camp where I taught video game design to kids 7-17. We have new students every week, since the camp only lasts 5 days. Every Monday morning, we have to stand up and introduce ourselves and lay down the rules for the camp and what we expect. What we didn't expect was what happened next. A student, I think 11 years old, sitting in a sea of other children, just vomits. Doesn't stand up, doesn't move, just chucks his stomach. It gets on a couple kids a little, and they all run to the bathroom. We clear all the kids out, into the room we're supposed to go in for our camp. I'm outside with another instructor cleaning it up, because everyone else is corralling the kids. I don't know why I was left with the job of cleaning the puke from the carpet, but there I was. Unfortunately, this also meant I had to help clean the kid, who looked understandably traumatized. I don't remember what happened to him, but our director called his parents instantly.
Now this day was normal after that. I had to take a small break later on, along with a couple coworkers. Company policy and all, I don't know why. I go to sit down on a bench, and I put my hands down on the bench on either side of me. I feel something kinda sticky with my right hand, but camp is exhausting and I want to take a break so I'm not thinking much of it. Finally when it comes time to stand up, I look down at what was stickyish. I see a brownish-red stain in the shape of a pair of jeans with a butt inside them. I instantly feel the smell of blood hit my nose as I finally pay attention to what's going on next to me. I gag and rush right to the bathroom to get this god damned feeling and smell off of my body and as far away as possible. I didn't feel clean for the entire day after that, and had to get some sanitary gloves to clean that bench so no kids sat in it. I'm still gagging thinking about it.
Kids are the worst, that's my lesson.
