Views from a cleaner I work for a janitorial service. It's not glamorous. The pay is great and clients are plentiful because of the company's emphasis on high standard results. "Swiffer" is a four letter word. Customers comes from all over - Residential, office, warehouse. Having seen a lot of places over time, I can testify that obese are the worst offenders. Spanning different business sectors and income. The more motivational, feel good quick, crap on the work station, higher the chance there are fast food bags and candy wrappers in the waste bin, right next to the slim fast shake. Turns out some things can "taste better than how skinny feels". I notice the darker wheel marks on the floor from the new chair, that's the 2nd one this year. All they touch leaves signs, like some sort of snail. Crumbs to guide them back to the stash. By the way, there is always hidden food somewhere. If there are more than one in the same department, a monument is quickly constructed on a traffic route. I like to refer to these as Eternal October. A bowl of treats to buy each others affection. I have seen notes left in them demanding it be restocked, worded playful enough to mask aggression. Parties... A fuck ton of them. Baby, birthday, intern arrival, return from surgery, Friday. Think of any excuse to buy cake. Snot stuck under furniture, rogue plastered shit. Fluids. They try so desperately to convince themselves and co-workers they aren't disgusting messes. Sorry no clever word play, there are no chuckles here. Just loathing for what accounts as "adults" in our society. Take care of yourself folks.