Janitor Joke

You've got to love a janitor with a sense of humor.  I was greeted strangely today by three, fully emptied and bagged trash cans.  This is odd for several reasons:

• My cube is small and three cans make it virtually impossible to navigate
• No one else seemed to be missing theirs
• Three of a thing, is a pattern often used by interior decorators in their designs
• Hays, the potential perpetrator told me he "would have put 50 trashcans in my cube had he done it."

Maybe it's a sign telling me I have lots of emotional trash to rid or perhaps it's telling me I should start a mission, donating cans to the trashcan-needy.  Which reminds me; you never know when you'll be caught jamming a Butterfinger wrapper in your jeans pocket because you don't want to litter and there's not a single trashcan in site. 

Several washes later you'll reaquaint with your surprise piece of squirrelled away garbage when fishing for change or when you're searching frantically for that movie ticket you just purchased, only moments before, and now can't seem to find.  "I bought it; I really did!" you'll plan to plead next before finding it in your left coat pocket and smoothly handing it to the cinema-checkpoint person, all before anyone actually notices your memory lapse.  Finally, on your way to the show now, you spy a huge trashcan and toss the resilient Butterfinger wrapper, once and for all.

Comments

[Craig]

Ask Louie or Dylan about the time we filled John Ragan's cube with balloons when we went on vacation.

[Ben]

Yeah, we need to revive that tradition :)