Believe me, I have seen worse there. Once, they had a bucket of used soap…which I am certain was soap dropped on the shower floor at our lovely prisons. eeeew.
I can’t rag on the State of Texas Surplus Warehouse too much. After all, that’s where I got my neat maize All-Steel desk and credenza. Many coworkers covet my sturdy steel stuff. They can’t have it. Mine.
Still, the place has a hell-hole quality to it that is unequaled in the army surplus stores. BEHOLD THE BEAUTY!