8. Too Disgusting For Me

Years ago as a teen, I used to volunteer at the animal shelter. I’d clean out cages, empty litter trays, clean all the dishes, feed the cats, and give them a fresh litter tray.
And sure, it would sometimes be messy, especially if one of the cats was ill and had diarrhea. That’s a lot of cleaning and disinfecting. I never minded because I loved working with cats – still do.
We get this new volunteer one day and I’ve got to show her the ropes. She immediately decided that she couldn’t possibly touch a litter tray because they were ‘dirty’, so stood by the sink and watched me scrub around two dozen trays.
She did nothing at all the entire time she was there. I ended up getting mean to her and asked her what the hell she was here for if she wasn’t going to help out. Thankfully that was her only ever shift.