After an hour a beautiful buxom woman with long blond hair shows up. She seems to be around thirty years old. As she opens the door to the nursery she starts with, "Peeyoo, what baby made a huge mess in here, I don't even remember my son making such a stink when Beth taught him not to mess with her." She walks to her baby and sees the huge turd filled diaper and says, "Well it looks like someone has been busy, I would clean you myself honey, but I know there is a guy around here who would love to take clean you up. I might even have him myself afterwords."

She looks up from the crib and calls, "Brian, oh Brian, you better get in here, you have a job to do. If you don't get in here I am going to call the administration and have them take care of you." She waits and waits and doesn't get an answer. She hopes that you haven't left early or taken the day off. As she is waiting her daughter comes in.

Beth starts, "Hey mommy, can you please clean up Patty so we can go home, I am gona miss my favorite show."

Her mother replies, "Not now dear, I am trying to get Brian to clean up the mess Patty made, we both know the look on his face will be priceless"

"But mommy, that turd is Brian, and he was the last janitor man."

Beth's mother is shocked and looks down at her giggling baby, "Well Patty, you sure made this difficult. Brian was the only man here who could clean you, and now I gotta clean you myself, but I guess it is a mother's duty."

Beth giggles, "hehe doody, just like Brian."

The mother tries to ignore the snide remark, but cannot help having a smile. She un-tapes the diaper and the smell of your turd absolutely fills the room. Your stench is completely unbearable. Beth's Mother begins wiping her daughters bum from where she spread you around. It took a good fifteen minutes to clean the mess that used to be you. In the end the mother gives a deep sigh, "Well you sure made a mess with your resignation Brian. I hope you like landfills, because you are going to the same one my husband went to." She then plops open the trash can and throws the turd filled sack in. Your fate has been sealed, and no one will remember you. In a few days you will be replaced, and it is almost a guarantee that your replacement, and their replacement, and so on will all end up going to the same place. At least the baby you gave yourself to is happy, right?