[ As one could expect, Grell's temper does get the best of her from time to time - especially as the day progresses. Sweeping was annoying, but fine. Mopping, messy. Handling trash was when her mood started to tank, and turned dismal by the time they'd finished with the lavatories.
Hearing another snicker from a former colleague as he squeezes past to the exit, Grell nearly throws the toilet scrubber back into the cart. It never quite got on her nerves before, but somehow, she's just losing patience today. Perhaps it's knowing that she hit bottom. Or perhaps it's knowing that he probably made a mess of the toilet she'd just cleaned. ]
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Hearing another snicker from a former colleague as he squeezes past to the exit, Grell nearly throws the toilet scrubber back into the cart. It never quite got on her nerves before, but somehow, she's just losing patience today. Perhaps it's knowing that she hit bottom. Or perhaps it's knowing that he probably made a mess of the toilet she'd just cleaned. ]
How much more is there to do?!