Because Janitor San Is Not A Hero Novels & Stories

"Oh come on now. How can a hot, sexy hunk like you be a janitor? You could be better things. I could make one of the guys train you in the IT department. We have high school dropouts who have soft skills. "Thanks but I'm not interested." She stood still staring at me, puzzled." Okay, if that's what you want." She typed something on her computer and then looked back at me. I followed the HR to another office where the janitors were seated. "Everyone, this is our latest addition. His name is Jalen." They all stared at me with ashen faces and openly expressed their distrust and suspicion through their looks. But I didn't care. The HR left me and I stared at the other janitors, made up of two mi

That was also one of the things that had been going around Sane’s mind, especially when the idea made sense. The night when he almost jumped off the rooftop, the janitor was the one who woke him up. Janitors and guards often went to the rooftop as it is also included in their rounds to see whether someone was in there, violating the rules. If a ghost was really there, then they would have seen the ghost themselves as well. But Sane remembered how eager the janitor was for him to leave the rooftop. Maybe because he didn't want him to be in trouble, but the more he thought about it, the more he came to think about the possibility.

He has started going to the company again even though he wasn't able to focus on work much but still, to keep his mind busy he was even overworking himself. He even got severely sick last week because of continuous work and no break. His mother felt like crying seeing her son's condition. He looked messed up. He was restless and she knew he wants Catelin. Her absence had left a huge impact on his health. Now his parents finally understood. It wasn't just the treatment he needed. It was her as well. He got his sanity back but it was working properly because she was here. Near him. She is indeed His Sanity. Lucifer had to skip his company today because of being unwell. He slowly opened his tir

A path for me opened up and everyone saluted me all at once, all of them have these proud and also touched expression on their faces. “All of you, always over did it….you too, Jack?…”. I turned and face the first person that I saw on line, he was an old man named Jack, one of the many janitors of Black House and I know him by name, as he was the only old person that apply for the janitor job here. Because of that he is quite famous and due to his age he became somewhat of a pillar of the community for emotional healing, also he is very good conversationalist, everyone can talk about anything with him.

Serenity had still ended up as a sanitation worker who had to clean the streets! Upon hearing Janice's comments, Serenity's colleagues turned their heads toward her. The people surrounding her had different looks on their faces. It was either looks of surprise, sympathy, or mockery. The next day, Serenity came back to return the tools after completing her work in the morning, and a young girl from the tool department asked Serenity curiously, "Serenity, were you really the prettiest and top student in class?" Before Serenity could answer, Quinn Fender, another member of the tool department snorted coldly. "What's the use of being the prettiest and top student? She's just a sanitation worker

“I'm simply telling you that what goes around comes around. Sooner or later, you'll find yourself in my shoes, being trampled upon by the very person you love. Until then, cheers.” I resolved within myself that I would embrace the role of a janitor, no matter the obstacles. I was determined to go to great lengths to earn his approval. After all, in the countless dramas I've watched, powerful CEOs have disguised themselves as ordinary employees, only to later reveal their true identities in a magnificent fashion. Who's to say that such a fate couldn't befall me?

“Who do you think you are? We already have a cleaning lady, you being here is just a joke. Mr. Nathaniel only gave you a job out of pity. Your job is so easy, you don’t have to do anything else. How is it any different from being paid for not doing anything? If you want to stay here, you’d better run errands for us. Otherwise, we’ll tell Mr. Nathaniel that you’ve been neglecting your duties. He’ll definitely fire you if he hears about this!” Tanya felt a sting on her burn wound, but the pain could not compare to what she felt in her heart. She thought that the people she had met here would be nice like Arianne, Tiffany, and Eric. Now, she knew there were equally as many horrible people as we

But in the sink he could still see the red marks from the water that had previously pooled there. “You know what just happened? Very dirty." "Absolutely no idea. Just ask the judge who made all this mess." The janitor clicked his tongue repeatedly, looking annoyed that the red stains on the floor were a bit difficult to remove. “Which judge are you referring to? This building is full of judges." “Of course Judge Hayes. She was in the toilet for a few minutes, making a mess, then left a lot of trash for me to clean up. Look at that pile of tissue trash. Then this water and that mirror, they were all dirty when I came in."

"You really don't remember anything." "Remember what?!" I was almost shouting now. "I don't know what you're talking about! I'm just a janitor! I clean floors and empty trash cans and I broke your stupid vase and I'm sorry about that but I'm not whoever you think I am!" "Sophia—"

Amusement danced in his eyes as he looked at me, but I knew better than to think there was anything but humor in his thoughts. His infamous petsnake was wrapped around his gun which made me stumble back in horror. The little slimy thing with its cream body and white dots littered over its skin. To the outside world and the People’s Magazine, Salvatore was Italy’s most eligible bachelor, while I followed shortly on the list. A thorough business man that helped develop the city, taking care of the less privileged, a true humanitarian. Here, in the underworld, we knew him for what he was. A brutal murderer, whose presence alone carried the weight of fire and blood.