For the record, you're not the only one who has had to endure someone else's #2 in the neighborhood. Happened a couple times last year next to our stoop. My roommate even saw a guy do it once, but what do you say in that situation? Yuck.

I?m sorry that you?ve had to experience something so gross. I thought that I was the only person who was the victim of a front yard dookier. I recently moved into Brooklyn from Manhattan. My transition from Chelsea to Bed-Stuy had been relatively smooth until the day I found human feces on my front steps.
In front of my building there is a stairwell leading to the basement level. When I walk out of my front door I always look into the stairwell to see whether trash has accumulated in that area (I try to pick it up so that the area stays neat). Well, one day this past May, in addition to the usual Crown Fried Chicken boxes and soda cans, I spotted a mushy mountain of human dookie right there on the stairwell. The experience left me wondering what kind of people were living in my neighborhood. When I called our management company they quickly removed the waste, but the whole experience left skid marks on my psyche.