Janitor Novels & Stories

"I'm applying for the janitor position." Jian Tong's rough voice solemnly filled the small office and successfully halted the woman's steps. The woman paused, turned around, and with raised eyebrows, looked her up and down again, now suspicious, "It's rare to see someone in their twenties willing to stoop to being a janitor and endure hardship."

“You are right. And any staff who misses the bus should find his or her way to work.” “It is all right. We will see how it goes.” “Okay, Sergeant.” Afterward, he left for his office while Capt. Bruce continued to wait. To his delight, a male janitor was standing by the door with his cleaning tools. “Good morning, Sgt. Young,” the twenty-two years old janitor, greeted him. He smiled softly and responded, “Good morning. What is your name?” “My name is Gilbert Headstone, Boss.” “That is good. Come in, Gilbert,” he said and opened the door.

He had a dirty blue jacket wrapped around his waist that did nothing to hide his confidence. We watched him approach us with a cute smile. He was indeed a fine gentleman, as my uncle said, especially when it was sunny. He bowed to Lord Ralph's brother, who sized him up. "And who are you?" Lord Colbert asked. "My name is Bryce; I am the janitor around here. More of a technician." "Shouldn't you be repairing a car or something?" "Actually, I promised to see my girlfriend during my break," Bryce replied, gesturing toward me.

“Don’t tell me the janitor is the one you’re interviewing.” “Okay, I won’t tell you. What’s wrong with janitors? Don’t tell me you’re a snob.” “Of course not. I just meant…I mean—” “Yeah. That’s what I caught myself thinking, too, when I got here. I was being a snob, myself. Janitor is an old and noble profession, just like any other.” “Who are you trying to convince? Me, or you?” Deedra needled. “You. I’m already convinced. And, Dee?”

One of them couldn't help but say in a low voice, "That's fine! This kid follows him down there; he'll definitely be..." Another rosehip waiter then curled his lips and said, "You think it's good or not? Maybe after this, that kid can change his life! Wasn't Nathan a janitor back in the day? After being "taught" by Christian in the wolf room, he was immediately promoted to rosehip waiter, now becoming Eric's effective hand. How much money does a janitor make? With that kid's good looks, becoming a rosehip waiter will make a lot of money! "

AFTER she had left, he called in a janitor through the intercom and he strolled in, it was a male janitor. He strolled in carrying a bucket and a mop stick. "Good morning Sir", he greeted, bowing slightly. "Clean up that mess", Oswald said to him, picked up the tea cup, saucer and spoon and threw into the trashcan close by, then continued with his work. "Okay Sir", the janitor said and got down to work instantly.

I questioned, folding my arms across my chest. "Ariana, I am sorry for what happened," Jeremy began. "I made a mistake in the past, letting you go and subjecting you to all the suffering," Jeremy said. "Please, I just need a chance to right my wrong. I know you are over me, but please, I just need to do this," he went on. " I understand you don't want to be my assistant. I have another offer," he said. "Instead of being the janitor, I am offering you the position of head janitor. It comes with a salary of $6000 monthly, plus an extra $3000 in value benefits," he said, staring at me with an expectation.

“Olga, I’ve come to understand the importance of putting my well-being first.” The janitor gave her a friendly smile. “I am pleased to see you changing, Ma’am Livia. I am rooting for your happiness,” the janitress continued. The janitress is the same age as Livia. Olga is one of those people she values. “Olga, I appreciate your help. Kindly consider meeting me at a later time, once you have completed your work. I’ll offer you something, and please dispose of any trash outside my flat. Please ensure that I never lay eyes on it again,” she instructed the janitress.

I kept on begging for more and more, this damn janitor is a bad ass, cause what in the hell is this position, my two legs were literally hung in the air, wide apart, as he thrust heavily from under, at this point I became a moaning mess, My hair was messed up, he was literally slapping and smacking my butt cheeks, right now it's something more than red, but that's how I like it raw and rough, Four hours later I fell on the table which would have broken if it was some cheap regular table, I watched as the janitor put on his clothes to leave, I was still breathing and panting heavily “You're so damn good” “Thank you mam, you're so

Simmon, or I'll be the first to hunt him down! After Jeremy ended the call, the amusement that had been on his face from our earlier banter had faded significantly. He then turned to face me, his expression somewhat complicated. "Tania…" He rarely addressed me like that in the company. "It's all in the past now," I said calmly, tossing the magazine in the trash. Jeremy nodded, not saying another word. When it was time to get off of work, Jeremy and I entered the elevator together. In one corner of the elevator stood a man in a janitor's uniform, his head bowed as he scrubbed vigorously at a stain. He had a stooped figure, streaks of white in his hair, and the