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The Chronicles of BathroomJanitor
Notes From My Work Diary
Introducing BathroomJanitor
I just had an interesting conversation with the new bathroom janitor. I introduced myself as one of the managers. Not his manager, but one of the managers in the building. Nice guy. He told me about how much energy he puts into cleaning the bathroom, which apparently is his specialty. He seems to take a lot of pride in his job. He took a lot of time to describe the different ways people soil the bathroom floor, the various colors of urine stains, and how he mentally prepares to “attack” his job. He also told me that he does not dabble in Black Magic. (Hmmm. Well that was a turn in the conversation that I did not see coming. Yup. My brain actually played the “record-scratch” sound effect.) So, yes, the friendly bathroom janitor said that he does not do Black Magic himself, but the last manager who crossed him fell down in the parking lot and broke her elbow and was out for 6 months.
The Unholy Mixing of Kitchen and Bathroom Trash
Had another long conversation with BathroomJanitor, in which he told me about the different things that frustrate his work efforts. As I walked into the bathroom with trash from my messy tuna sandwich, he told me how many times he’d already cleaned the bathroom. He talked about StrongCoffeeLady, who flits around and…
