Day after day, we walk into work without realizing the absurd little circus acts happening right under our noses. Last week, during my rounds, I stumbled onto a scene so ridiculous it could’ve been scripted by a bad sitcom writer.
Enter: the Floor Tech. Remember that. His one job? Floors.
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I’m wandering down the hallway when I spot a juice spill. No big deal — that’s life. I track down our Floor Tech, chilling like royalty in the residents’ sitting room. Keeping a straight face, I ask if he could maybe, just possibly, mop up the juice spill.
His response? Absolute gold:
“Ya, I seen that.”
You what now? You saw it. And… just admired it? Took mental notes? Sketched it for later?
But wait — it gets better.
Later, a coffee spill appears in the same spot. Different liquid, same tragedy. I hunt down the Floor Tech again. His response?
“Ya, I seen that too.”
Delivered with the enthusiasm of a sloth on a NyQuil drip.
Bro, at this point you’re not a Floor Tech — you’re a Floor Enthusiast. A Spill Connoisseur. Hell, maybe even a budding spill historian.
To anyone wondering if our guy is preparing for a Netflix special called “The Art of Watching Shit Happen,” all I can say is — we can only hope.
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“You Can’t Make This Shit Up.”
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Written By:
William Thomas
This isn’t rage—it’s truth with the volume turned up.
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