#but it would still be so funny to see a fully sentient animatronic lookin at me like that

[femme-enby]

@kaprisvn the way the tronics, excluding perhaps Freddy since he’s too sweet, would probably each find me looking at them with dead, hopeless eyes funny… bc that’s how I looked at every person who made eye contact with me that I speak to even a lil bit on my shift when I would take a breather outside the bathrooms.

Monty passes by, sees me lookin like I’ve been to war and I ain’t even done yet… bro would laugh and then I’d have to fight the gator ig.

Last night-

Full team! Wooo should be easy!

Trash compactor is full. Maintenance corner is already full of trash.

Go check- not full? Just clogged. Clear the jam.

Truck? Get pallet Jack.

False alarm. No truck. Return to opposite side of store.

Now it’s full.

Cool cool cool.

No proper cleaning carts left (3 for a team of 5) gotta set up a shopping cart.

Interrupted. Asked to help with trash. Okay.

Cold.

Return. Try to set up cart-

Truck is here??? Find pallet Jack.

…

No truck.

Go back. Do not contact me about a truck.

Finally get set up. Finish small rooms. Was not called about truck. Good. Fuck that truck.

Urinal filled to the brim w the nastiest “what is water?” Piss.

Turn off water? Check…

…

Did not turn off water. Piss is all over the floor.

Get suction machine. Clean piss. Suck out the clog w machine.

It aerosolized the piss.

Eyes, nose, throat, all burn. Cannot stop coughing. Ranid.

I smell like piss.

I clean machine. I return.

I turn off water.

Check.

… water all over floor.

I squeegee… floor drain is raised. Nevermind. Go clean women’s.

Women’s done!

Mens still got water all over floor.

Mop up water? Too long. No machine, the cloud is leaving, do not want to refresh it.

Spread water. Let dry. Clean everything else.

Finally mop all floor proper.

Hour past lunch. I Cri. I go. No sandwich of mine available. Don’t want my usual option bc it be dryin my mouth out. Get protein shake. Sad.

Return. Clean the singular mop head bc we have been out of replacements for at least a week.

Cri.

Clean front bathrooms. Fine. Women’s? Disgusting. Every bodily fluid is everywhere. That is normal.

Finally done. An hour and a half behind schedule. Late to last break by almost an hour.

Return. Dairy cooler. Clean mop head again. Get hot water this time. Suction up milk spills. Sweep. Wring mop aggressively so I’m not leaving puddles of icky grey water from milk, floor is rough concrete.

Fight for my life to scrub dairy cooler floors w hot, damp mop.

Finish.

Arms are noodles. Clock out time.

Have to take apart shopping cart I set up like cleaning cart. Have to dump suction machine. Rinse mop bc dayshift won’t.

Finally leave.

Finally remember to get new laces for work shoes.

Get home. Clean shoes. Replace laces.

Decontaminate?

Cold shower. Fuck me.

Clean(?) don’t feel clean. Gotta scald to be clean.

Sad.