Funny Cleaning Stories Novels & Stories

I said laughing and they too did the same. "Excuse me?" I heard someone calling us. "Yes?" I said turning around to see four guys standing there. "We just want to say thank you for doing this huge favor." One of them said. "What favor?" I asked him confused. "What favor!? You just cleaned this area which makes four of us so happy." Another one replied. "Oh! It's nothing." I said and looked at them weirdly. "It is not nothing! You don't know how these kids throw everything around the canteen. Now I can understand how difficult it is for the cleaners to clean them." Another said shaking his head dramatically.

Bright and early the next day, I showed up at the office as usual. I ignored the whispers and stares, and made a beeline for my desk to start clearing it out. That was when Lily waltzed over, oozing fake sympathy. "Janice, can't you take a joke? "Come on, it was just a little toilet cleaning. Why'd you have to go and tell Mr. Hoffman you're quitting? No need to blow things out of proportion. "Look, I'll even dip into my own wallet and toss you a little extra cash to make up for it.

“Uhhhh... I’ve been hearing you cleaning for the last hour or so! It was even pretty noisy too since you were dragging the chairs around!” The Janitress stared at me before shrieking a bit. “AYAYAYAYAAAAAYYYYYY, MAM DON’T JOKE WITH ME LIKE THAT! I’M A SCAREDY CAT! I REALLY DID LEAVE EARLIER SO I WASN’T THE ONE WHO WAS MAKING ALL THAT NOISE!” “BUT I'M TELLING YOU THE TRUTH! The noise went on for about an hour then disappeared 15 minutes ago!" “Oh my gosh, Mam! Please stay with me in the rooms while I’m cleaning. I can’t bear to see any ghosts, pleeeassee...” the janitress begged me with tears in her eyes.

I was cleaning the floors of the second floor when Hailey's muddy boots made contact with the floors I was cleaning, she knowingly smudged mud all over the pack house giving me more work than I already have. "Get cleaning fucking bitch" She practically screeched, grabbing my hair and shoving it in the bucket of cleaning water. I gasped for air as she giggled in delight, her voice echoing through the halls. I rushed into the nearest bathroom and washed off my face which was now soapy, wet, and smelled weird. I cleaned off and grabbed my bucket and started cleaning the mess Bailey created. I was done cleaning before lunch, so I decided to make lunch earlier before they start coming in.

She wasn’t the type to take over someone’s life with her business and then ignore the chaos she created in their lives. Her computer pinged, saying she had an incoming call, and she connected with it eagerly. “Hey girl, what’s going on? Why do you look like you were just caught in a hurricane?” “Deep cleaning the Luna’s office. The dust is out of this world. No one’s used it in years and so no one’s cleaned it. I found a mouse family in a filing cabinet already and well. I was cleaning under a table but didn’t look up. I think I cleaned the underside of the table with my hair. Sorry about the mess.”

She thought she could just quit and leave, but the man said again: "The aunt on this floor has a rest today, so you go to clean up the toilet. I'm a bit clean! I don't want to go to the toilet if it's a little dirty." "Huh?" Snow Cecy was stunned. She looked at the man's face carefully to see if he was joking. Finally, she closed her lips and nodded, "Well, I'm going now." After Snow Cecy turned around and went out, the man said with a little disgust: "Why are the interns now lazier than each other, so reluctant to clean the toilet..."

“…What the hell is wrong with everyone today?” The doors slid shut again. 6th floor. Ding. The doors opened….and a cleaning lady rushed in. Carrying a bucket. With A dirty, disgusting-smelling mop. Before I could even react.. CLASH! The bucket tipped or she tripped with the bucket. Filthy Water.. grey, and reeking like shit splashed all over my trousers. “…!!!” I froze. Then my entire body jerked. “ARE YOU BLIND?!” I exploded.

“Don’t keep me waiting. You have just three minutes for the person to be here otherwise consider yourself fired.” Fortunately for her, she sent someone straight away. And it was that damn pathetic young lad who I had kicked out of my warriors. I watched as he struggled with the vacuum cleaner and I hoped in hell that he was better at cleaning than he was at anything else. What a loser! The rumble of the cleaner machine was making my head pound even worse and to add to my irritation, he wasn't even doing it right. “Turn off that damn machine,” I yelled at him, “I can teach you to clean since you can’t do it right. Grab any of my shoes from the rack and use your tongue to wipe them clean.”

Tim nodded at us and smiled as he asked, "Have fun?" We both smiled and waved him off, as we began collecting empty bottles from the bar. The three of us tidied the bar and had just finished when John closed the doors and announced we were empty of customers. Everyone was exhausted, but we began our clean-up as fast as possible so we could all go home. Anthony and I went back to the "Fun House" since we had our area to clean up. After that, we spread out and cleaned the rest. Once the lights were on we could tell that there was very little to actually clean. We just wiped down the couches and rubber sheets, before checking along the walls for any sprays of cum.

The other women laughed, a hard, bitter sound that echoed off the crumbling walls. "You cannot be serious," I said. I dropped the brooms. They landed in the mud with a wet thud and I stepped back, my heart pounding, my chest heaving. I could not go back to scrubbing toilets. I had spent thirteen years scrubbing toilets and floors and dishes and every surface my uncle owned. I had escaped that. I had been taken to a house with hot water and clean sheets and food that did not come from a can. I had thought I was free.