Funny Cleaning Stories Novels & Stories

And now, my stupid eyes won't stop stealing a glance at him. “Since my little bunny knows how to dirty the room, I'm sure she knows how to keep it clean." The smug smile on his lips was so visible. I annoyingly pouted my lips, my plan just caught up with me. Well, it is not a big deal. Cleaning is not a problem for me. Also, I made the mess and need to clean it up myself or he will ask the innocent maids to come to do it. “I'm used to this stuff, so cleaning up a mess I created is not a big deal," I voice out sarcastically and climb down the bed, ready to get to work.

Asha [TRIGGER WARNING: CONTENT MIGHT BE DISTURBING TO SOME READERS. PLEASE SKIP IF YOU CAN'T READ] For the umpteenth time, I wipe off my sweaty forehead. I've been cleaning this place for ages, and I'm already done with the last room. Just as I'm about to round up my cleaning, a sharp smack on my ass causes me to jerk. "Such a good girl. Isn't it impressive that you cleaned everywhere in just an hour?"

After the room was cleaned, they kept their belongings in their respective rooms and then they cleaned the living room together. Kevin collected all the sheets that were covering the furniture earlier, then he took the dirty laundry and put it in the washing machine which was next to the cupboard under the staircase for washing. After putting the laundries in the washing machine for washing, he started cleaning the toilet and bathroom. Jenny was cleaning the kitchen and Sohu was mopping the floors, windows, doors, and all the furniture but she wasn't doing well, those were still stained. While they were cleaning, Sohu and Kevin heard Jenny's scream. Sohu who was close to the kitchen ran and

I wheeled the cart filled with cleaning tools to one of the rooms I will be cleaning today while humming my favorite song under my breath. A little boy and girl ran down the hallway almost knocking me over. "Stop that!” I turned around to see a petite woman with red hair shouting and walking fast to catch up with them. She mouthed sorry at me giving me an apologetic look, I smiled back at her before continuing down the hallway, I could see the little boy and girl fighting from where I was standing. I entered the suite and immediately got to work leaving my cleaning cart in the room and picking up my cleaning tools, I entered the huge bathroom and started scrubbing the tiles. I couldn't help

Shoving the treasure that they threw. ... It was supposed to be a beautiful day, but there are things that are meant to happen. Yana scrubbed the toilet hard till it was sparkling. It has been her cycle of work to clean every corner of their house, for she believed that a clean house is a good environment for a family.

Kathleen gave me a meaningful look and I just shrugged. "How's your job?" Cleoffe asked while we are eating, and it actually looks like he ordered every single food on the menu. "Well, it's actually kind of hard, you know, it's really hard to clean the toilet and every single room here in a 30 story building. But at the same time, it's rewarding especially whenever people appreciate us like when they put their trashes in the trash can, or when they don't leave their used tissues in the sink. Oh, and when they flush the toilet." Kathleen kidded which made Cleoffe and I laugh.

Tank, I’m going to kill you, you dirty bastard. The toilet is overflowing, and the facets left on full. The bathroom is flooded with shit and water. Fucking great! I get to work cleaning. I gag a few times and get the mess cleaned up. The bathroom is now sparkling as I rip the gloves off my hands. The door bangs open and one of the members runs to the stall, undoing his belt. He slams the door and the sounds coming from him make me pull a face and I grab the cleaning cart and leave.

Isabelle asked. "They go in cleaning the house and all other domestic chores," Dmitri replied. "At our home, after cleaning on Sunday and seeing the status of bed sheets and carpets on Monday, I wonder 'No that isn't the stain of poop, that’s the stain for milk' then I think to myself, 'What's the point of cleaning if my family is going to keep living here ?'" Isabelle shared her hilarious experiences which the men could completely relate to.

What a horrible thing to start the day. Cleaning the toilet took me about an hour and a half, and I felt so drained and sick by the time I was done. I looked so horrible and messed up when I left the toilet. My uniform looked messed up and stained with dirt, and I smelled horrible. I could choke anyone with my smell, and that was not a joke.

Sooner or later, I would have no choice but to strip and bathe. Instead of that, I cleaned my room. It was Tina’s storage room before she moved out. Now, I could reclaim my room. When I was cleaning, Dad called me. He needed my assistance and I did what he had asked me to. It was his potty time and the container was filled to the brim as no one was available to help it. It stank but I endured it. I disposed of it and washed it before returning it to him. “What is that face?” He asked as I dropped it directly underneath the space in the bed.