LadyQuestis

Really!  Seriously!  Are you kidding me?  Life drags along like a dirty wet mop going over the restaurant floor with a trail of mustard behind it!  And then someone has to go and throw their half drank milkshake right in front of me; so that, now it has to empty the water bucket and get fresh cleaning fluid.  Stupid milkshake! They yell at me cause it's not clean enough; but, it's really their fault!  I'm just the mop...  Maybe if they would take more care of me, I would be able to clean better; but, I'm sure they'll just replace me with a new and better updated version. (please note this is just a poem/thought - I do not feel this way abou