“I’ve only just arrived,” said Space Janitor to the Great Dane. “I know you have, you’re late. What is your excuse?” asked the Great Dane. “There was a bit of trouble when it came to getting here. Things aren’t as clear as they should be” said Space Janitor pursing his lips. The Great Dane’s face … Continue reading Space Janitor 015
Space Janitor took the card and held it tight to his chest. He didn’t know what it meant. He summarised it was a location somewhere in the building. Space Janitor felt compelled to ask the desk dog where exactly was he supposed to go. Good boy he was, he suppressed the urge. He moved on … Continue reading Space Janitor 014
“I’ve just arrived,” said the space janitor. “Obviously,” said the being the podium. The being behind the counter had some British Bulldog predominating in genealogy. The classic line, late 20th century. Deliberately designed to have respiratory problems. Here standing before the space janitor, this one. A quick check of the photographic ID revealed his name … Continue reading Space Janitor: Late arrivals (001-010)
“Would you please be quiet!” shouted the desk dog. Space Janitor went quiet and twiddled his thumbs. “It is not my job to sit here and listen to your inane twaddle.” the desk dog said. Desk dog took a deep breath, then sat back down in their seat. When it spoke again, it did so … Continue reading Space Janitor 013
“What should you be doing? Your job.” said the desk dog. There was more than a hint of a growl in the back of their throat. “And what is my job?” Space Janitor asked, oblivious. “On your way in, you felt something of a compulsion to clean?” Desk dog said, eyes wide. “I did, wow, … Continue reading Space Janitor 012
