Last week we were cleaning the Church and I was asked to sweep the stage. I sent Jenna to the room that’s just above the stage. I’ve heard others refer to it as the ping pong room. I also learned that three or four plastic Christmas trees live there as well.
The room doesn’t get used a whole lot and not all the wards (a geographical boundary of those who attend an assigned LDS Church building) will even think about cleaning up there (there are three wards that meet in our building; one in particular has a not so great reputation as far as cleaning and discipline go – I’m guessing it was someone from that ward who created the mess that Jenna discovered)
Popcorn everywhere, broken ping pong paddles, tape . . . what was an adult thinking? We found a cub scout CD, burp cloth and roll of tape. Are you kidding me? I don’t believe it was a scout leader from our ward. I believe it was a mother absorbed in the infant she must have had with her and didn’t care that her other children were running wild.
Now, I can understand the desire of having fun – and perhaps throwing popcorn at one another was giving them a thrill. But for heaven’s sake, you do not leave a place trashed like that in hopes that somebody else will clean it up. Had I been the leader, I would have made the children get on all fours and pick up each kernel of popcorn with his teeth.
I remember a sign posted in the cafeteria at various places (usually a work environment) reminding those patrons of the cafeteria or lunch room to clean up after themselves because “your mother doesn’t work here”
Give me a break. Clean your mess at home. You’re an adult. This mother will pick up after the infant or toddler that doesn’t know any better. Once you can reach the sink, table, garbage can, etc. you need to do it! You should do it. Show some respect!