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Quit working at Toyota, so now its questions time!
16 years ago
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Guess what? After two painful years at working inside of a Toyota manufacturing plant, I finally quit. Why? Because I was offered a better job then cleaning the some sixty toilets or so on my route. The floors are filthy as hell, walls covered in…well, I don’t know what, and generally not so good whenever I start cleaning one of those bathrooms. Sure, they look sparkling good once I’m done with them, but with me being the only “sanitary engineer” (fancy for janitor, hehe) on my route for an entire 24 hours, the bathrooms get messy like you wouldn’t know.
So weather your some wondering, random person, or somebody purposely seeking answers to questions, perhaps I could help.
And now its time for some random graffiti I’ve read, and erased on the walls over the years…the ones I can remember anyway.
“What’s the name of that blond chick? She’s hot!”
“Here I sit all broken hearted, instead of shit I only farted, maybe later I’ll get the chance, to shit and fart, in my pants.”
“my cock is this huge!”
“stop erasing my art you ass hole!”
“I’m gonna find you and kill you if you erase this again!” (yes, some guy threatened me, made me smile actually. it went on for about a week if i remember.)
“They paint the walls to hide my pen, the shit house poet strikes again!”
“Secret is evil”
“4 a good time call or text…” (hmm…I do have the number on my notepad actually, I figured some random yahoo might want it. But I’m not about to give away personal information about some guy. *wink*)
And of course, a lot of ads written on the walls about selling things, oh, and drawings of penises and naked women. Strange thing though, every one of these occurrences happened in the mens bathroom. Shame on all of you.
So weather your some wondering, random person, or somebody purposely seeking answers to questions, perhaps I could help.
And now its time for some random graffiti I’ve read, and erased on the walls over the years…the ones I can remember anyway.
“What’s the name of that blond chick? She’s hot!”
“Here I sit all broken hearted, instead of shit I only farted, maybe later I’ll get the chance, to shit and fart, in my pants.”
“my cock is this huge!”
“stop erasing my art you ass hole!”
“I’m gonna find you and kill you if you erase this again!” (yes, some guy threatened me, made me smile actually. it went on for about a week if i remember.)
“They paint the walls to hide my pen, the shit house poet strikes again!”
“Secret is evil”
“4 a good time call or text…” (hmm…I do have the number on my notepad actually, I figured some random yahoo might want it. But I’m not about to give away personal information about some guy. *wink*)
And of course, a lot of ads written on the walls about selling things, oh, and drawings of penises and naked women. Strange thing though, every one of these occurrences happened in the mens bathroom. Shame on all of you.
"look up...do you see that tiny hole in the ceiling?well i am watching you through it and drooling over your penis...sincerely,the janitor"
XD i laughed so hard that one of the guys at the urinal spoke up and said "let me guess...you read the one about the hole in the ceiling"
makes me wish i didnt have to clean up those though, they were truly funny.
Yea…I was surprised.
Funny story. We were playing with a nerf foot ball, and it got tossed at me. It was a game to pass the time, so I tossed it back. It pegged a light bulb, shattering it. How did we fix it? We used one of the fork lifts holding a pallet to rise it up as someone stood on it, and replaced the thing. Not safe.
I was proud of my self at the moment, because I had never thrown a football so perfectly. Then I went and broke something, and the football was taken away.
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You broke something with a Nerf?
I did not think that possible
Down by the old mill tree,
she showed her thing to me.
It was furry and black,
she called it her crack.
But, it looked like a manhole to me!
Good one!
I saw one that said, "What is long and thin, and covered with skin, and God only knows of the holes it's been in?" Then a line with an arrow pointed down to the bottom edge of the wall, where I could find the answer. I think it's safe to say that most men probably make the same guess. The answer was, "a snake." Now why didn't my dirty mind I think of that!?
I can hardly remember the graffiti that I’ve read, except for the ones that have been immortalized on this journal already. I do recall though, that somebody drew up a calendar, and wrote down a schedule of when he’d…be manipulating a flaccid length to become “as the crow flies,” as they put it. Must have had a lot of time, because every slot on the days said, “Jacking Off.”
At least once a semester, while I was in college, someone would write, "For the best piece in town, call ###-####"; where it would be filled in with the number of a local pizza delivery place. Then there was, "Flush twice - it's a long way to the cafeteria." I didn't think the food was *that* bad, despite how it often looked!