I actually started refusing to clean the women's bathroom when I worked retail. It was always nasty as fuck when I had to deal with it.

The proverbial straw was when I went in and found a red Picasso on the white tile wall, and you know those little mailboxes with bags in them so women can dispose of their sanitary products and not have to flush them or hold them untik they get to the trash can? At least 10 total products from tampons to pads were stacked on top of the little mailbox, and the handicap stall had an avalanche. The trash can was also overflowing so either we had a lot more women using the bathroom than normal, or nobody had emptied the trash the night before.