Promptly Writing

Prompt #2

The janitor rolled his eyes, "here we go again."

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"Curse these kids!"

The janitor puts away his broom and takes out a scraper from the back of his belt.

When he left his last job at the high school he thought he'd be done scraping masticated lumps from random surfaces. No matter how old they are, students will always find some way to vandalize school property. Whether it's for their pleasure or simply because they are disgusting however, he hasn't figured that out yet.

Ever since the janitor started working at the college, he has had to deal with some of the worst messes in his career. The first week he transferred he had to deal a particularly filthy incident in the 3rd floor washrooms that took multiples hours to clean and broke two mop handles in the process. To this day he still could not identify the nasty blue slime that covered the stalls.

Last semester he was tasked with cleaning out some unused classrooms that were going to be turned into new teachers' offices. The job itself was nothing special. However, he had the unfortunate opportunity to meet some of the new faculty. One evening the janitor had to go back to retrieve his car keys, which had fallen out of his pocket while working, and stumbled upon the most peculiar scene. Some teachers had decided to get a head start and were already bringing in their supplies. That in and of itself is not weird, but the materials carried were. Pots and pans of all sorts sat in boxes around the room along with vials and jars of different sizes. The janitor wondered if they were cooking instructors with all the kitchen supplies being brought in. He quickly realized that he did not want to know what these educators were cooking up when he noticed some of the 'ingredients' in one of the boxes on the desk; tongues in jars, oddly colored jellies and blanched broken bones were the ones that really churned his stomach.

With sweat on his brow, the janitor finally dislodges the sticky chunk from the back of a broken chair in the hall. It may be unusable but at least it's clean. Well, it's less sticky anyway.

A loud thud resounds from the main staircase. The janitor rolled his eyes, "Here we go again." Another fist fight happening on school grounds. As he makes his way towards the ruckus in the main hall he begins to mentally bet on what caused the brawl. 

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  OH MY GOSH! Back from the dead!