The Five of Cups

They said that on a bad day it would amount to something like about twelve ounces.

I would bring in a little stack of eight-ounce styrofoam cups. They'd use one at a time, and as I rounded I'd check to see how much there was. When the cup was about half-full I'd toss it away with its contents then set them up with another.

Four ounces here, four ounces there, another four after lunch, another four after Respiratory was done pounding on them.

Since that was so disgusting I stopped waiting for them to get measurably full and I just tossed them every time I wandered in. Cups begging cups.

In total surpassing the weight of a pound; certainly approaching a pound-and-a-half.