foul play

A few years ago I hired a landscaper and his team to come and redo my backyard. He hired someone to come and fill in the concrete. While I was enjoying some quiet time at home, my doorbell rang. I later found out the man was the person who brought the concrete mix. He asked to use my bathroom. I should have known better than to let him in, but I did anyway. To my horror he started ripping it up in my bathroom. He had major diarrhea as evidenced by the loud, explosive sounds coming from the bathroom. He was in there for at least fifteen minutes. It was disgusting. When he left I didn't know what to do. I didn't go into the bathroom for a long time after he left, and when I finally felt brave enough to do so, I saw that he left me many presents all over the toilet seat... That was so foul.