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.