Because Janitor San Is Not A Hero Novels & Stories

With my face mask I am on my way to the boss's office, he is also about to leave and when he saw me, he smile plainly and gave the floor map of hospital. "Santos, I am really sorry for the sudden change of shift, but you already know that the night shift has a lot of offer, and you can earn a lot." He joked and I just laughed, as if I can say no to the management, I don't have a degree, I am just a highschool graduate, that is why I know the reason of them, taking advantage of me. "Please do prioritize Dr. Remon's room, he have a duty tonight and he want his room clean, alright?" I nod while walking away, preparing myself for the night shift.

Calla said with a smile. Javier acted surprised as he blurted, "You're the guy who applied for janitorial work, cleaning toilets and all? Man, you're something else! I'm impressed!" Everyone burst into laughter at once.

He grabbed the trench coat after seeing a little snowfall from the window. “For real?!” A man with blonde hair circled him and checks him out from head to toe and back to front. “not an artist but a janitor?” his eyes simply showed disbelief same with the other two in the room. “yes, a janitor.” He repeated. The three looked at each other and then grinned at him, “I’m Brian. This here is Mama Chu and Kelly.” Brian extended his hand for a shake and added, “I’m a beta.” The other two followed and said their sub-gender.

"That statue belongs to the only person who has helped us all these years. A mysterious stranger who has been providing for us, keeping us alive, comforting us while our Alpha was off doing who-knows-what!" A murmur of agreement rises, voices overlapping. "That stranger granted our wishes like a true leader should!" "He’s an angel sent by the Goddess!" "He gave us food when we were starving!" "He kept our homes warm through the brutal winters!" The old man straightens, his voice ringing with finality. “We don’t want Alpha Elijah anymore. We’ve already decided—we want the mysterious man as our Alpha. We named him… Alpha Santa!” I blink. I stare. I try to hold it in.

“From your words, you sound like you look down on security guards.” “In your opinion, is being reduced to working as a security guard a very honorable thing? Hansel, I know you have high self-esteem, but I still have to tell you the bad news truthfully. My boss has already recruited a security guard, so you’re too late, but… We seem to be short a janitor — the kind that cleans toilets. Since we were from the same hometown, I can ask the boss for you if you’re willing to do some cleaning.” “Job positions aren’t divided by whether it’s noble or lowly. I don’t know where your sense of superiority came from, but I’m not here to apply for a job today.”

Be sure to guard this place well young kid' ‘Yeah, as if they can go through me. If then, I’ll just punch them till they die’ ‘That was quite vulgar to say. No need to kill others. We will die eventually anyway. Let’s just live in peace. Will we?’ ‘Hey Mr. Janitor, I am thinking… are you a saint?’ ‘You messing around with me?’ ‘Just kidding. Thanks!’ ‘Yeah, yeah, sure' The old man wave his hands. But even in that vivid memory, Jackson can’t help but remember how the old man waved goodbye at him.

, I looked away from him as he hesitated to respond. "Your an owner of this company, your supposed to do real work not janitorial staff", he said offending me, but could I really blame him he didn't know about my past, or frankly anything about me. We were both standing at different sides of the table, which just added to the intensity. "Being a janitor is real work, it's definitely real work and those people who are janitors work so hard doing things that you can't even do", his face boiled.

My father was a hero cop, but I was a blemish to his shining resume as I was a delinquent who smoked, drank, and got into fights. Every time I tried to visit him at the precinct, he would slap me and tell me to leave in front of his colleagues. His fatherly love was all meant for Nana Smith, the daughter of his fallen comrade who was a paragon of good character and academic excellence. When Nana was kidnapped, he sent the entire city's officers after the kidnappers. When I was stabbed three times by some thugs and called him for help, he snapped at me, "Quit being a bother. The death of vermin like you is simply good riddance anyway." Even as I suffocated in agony, I lay in a pool of my

"Good morning, Sir, I can assist you with the cleaning.” The surprised janitor cast a puzzled look on the fragile student, and declined, “Never mind, young lady. It is against the school rules, and I might be punished.” Nevertheless, she wished to get into the library and grab the book before her coursemates would arrive. So, she pressed on, “I volunteered. I don't think you will be punished.” “You are a student and not a janitor. It is wrong enough to earn me a query,” the janitor clarified.

Nicholas said with a laugh as he finished his wine and reached for the bottle to refill his glass. "I'm a police officer, I don't hit women." Gavin defended himself. "A police officer huh?" Nicholas asked his gaze flashing over to his mom who didn't bother to meet his eyes, "You sure know how to pick em don't you mom?" Nicholas asked with a pointed look at his mom. I knew what he was talking about, Jack was a police officer too. "You know my dipshit of a father was a police officer too." "Nicholas!" Grace and I said at the same time Esmeralda said something about a swear jar.