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Brain Washed

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By BobPublished 6 years ago 1 min read

Short on water so I reuse the same dirty water for multiple floors.

Removing some of the dirt hidden in cracks.

Unintentionally adding moor with each stroke.

Mixing new and old dirt together.

Clueless to which one is which and how to remove it all together.

New water added to lighten up the stagnant water.

Just to repeat the process until the water flow stops or pure water

eventually pushes out all unwanted stagnant water.

Time to time I add some polish to the floor to make it shine brighter.

Only to watch people track dirt on it even when it clearly states stay off the

floor.

It’s my fault though because I control who has access.

Maybe I should be a bit stiffer with my demands of letting people access

restricted levels.

New day, new areas to clean.

Can’t help it sometimes I wonder if I did a good job the day before.

Removing back logged dirt that if left behind for any longer can cause

moor problems than I truly need.

Seeking new tools that will clean all debris moor efficiently .

It’s an on-call job that requires my services at various times during the

day.

Unwanted hassle at times.

Three choices.

Clean.

Do nothing.

Hire a helper.

Either way there is work that needs to be done.

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