This is a story of a hotel bathroom janitor

[Rick TYler]

The follow-on story is that she died of typhus.

Everyone needs to start with a scut job that they take seriously. I had to do a really large number of disgusting things as a box boy at Albertson's back at the dawn of time, but one of the ones that really stands out in my mind is the time a clerk knocked over a stack of 1-quart jars of kosher dill pickles. You haven't lived until you've cleaned up 28 quarts of pickles mixed with broken glass. (Of course, broken mustard and mayonnaise jars are harder to clean up, but I never had to deal with 28 quarts of mayonnaise.)