Thank you, valley. The problem is I'm not aware of when she goes, and she never calls for help. She doesn't care if she has a BM in her pants. No one calls for clean up except me. Yesterday she crapped her pants, or crapped on the seat and it smeared everywhere. Her pants were wet and she smelled like shyt. She went like that to the smoke break and then it smears on to the chairs there. I just hate it here.