My Bucket's got a hole in it
Mood:  mischievious
Now Playing: Mastermind
Pretty successful day yesterday, I've built up quite a dossier of evidence against this cleaner who is quite obviously taking his job far too seriously. First off he actually changes the water in his bucket pretty regularly, then he carefully rinses out his mop in clean water, but worst of all is the amount of Domestos he is using, he got through an entire bottle yesterday. To make matters worse, he even cleaned the public bogs in the A&E waiting room. Everybody knows that you leave them to fester so nobody wants to linger in there. Still he does have one good point, he leaves some bog rolls on his trolley so I managed to get a few extra supplies in for home.
I'll be seeing his boss later on and will present my evidence so far, I didn't go so far as taking pictures, but I did retrieve his empty Domestos bottle from the bin which I'll send to Tel Aviv for DNA sampling if necessary.
All this has made me take a close look at what all the other cleaners are up to, and I'm pleased to see that they are more than making up for the wastefulness of one of their mates. One of them doesn't even bother putting water in their bucket but just drags a dry mop across the floor. With the efforts of people like that, we'll be able to sit proudly at the top of one of the many NHS league tables, this one being the rate of MRSA infections. It at least makes sure the Hospital gets in the paper once a year.
Of course when we were working in the MASH units during the Six Day War we never even had the luxury of cleaners, and when we ran short of bandages we had to use Donkey shit to dress the wounds, although for some reason we only ever ran out when we got round to the Arab patients...Ahhhh...those were the days.

Shalom