Truth is, I prefer the term janitor. Custodian makes me sound like I’m a patron of the arts or something. But I’m not. I clean the school building. That’s it. I’ll tell you one thing: Gum is the worst. Especially when it gets into the carpet. You ask me, I’d just as soon toss all carpeting. Worst stuff ever invented. But hey, listen to me. I do go on. I remember I did okay in school, back when I was a kid. Loved math. And history. Nowadays, I wash the lessons off the boards. Clean slate. Does a body good.
Mario who?
I’m a novelist, poet, and short story writer living in the Desert Southwest.
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