Scrubbin Part 2

The next day we got to scrub pretty much the entire bottom floor of the Bennett Center. To be truthful I was less than pleased about this particular activity but you know me I'm a warrior. Garin and I just sang some songs and pretty soon it didn't feel so terrible. Apparently the walls hadn't been cleaned like that in thirteen years or something. So someone had to do it. We did the whole lobby and all the racquetball courts before we found out we weren't supposed to use the sponges on glass. Oh well. It looked shiny to me. There were lots of little marks on the white concrete or whatever it was. Not all of them wanted to be removed. A lot of the marks that did come right off appeared to be blood, which was nice. We really took one for the team, which some members of the team recognized, mainly my main man Jon Tymann who gave us the rest of the day off. Can't say enough good things about that man. But Cory, don't even get me started on Cory. He enjoys seeing us in pain. Our pain brings him joy. And I KNOW he's going to read this. Hey Cory. You're mean.