I seemed to be the only person who cleaned the supermarket where I use to work. I could clean,and clean,and clean. I'd mop the back rooms at the right times,so the store floors where the customers would shop would be cleaner. The stock lifts would roll through a puddle,and dirt from the truck that delivered to the store,and I'd clean the floor before the pallet jacks would get started so that they would not get the whole store dirty in the long run. It was a mission,and I was committed to it.

These pallet jacks would leave black tire marks on the floors,and I tried to keep the store clean. This was just one of my many jobs. I was very busy. BF