Tonight I was at the mall, briefly. I arrived about a half hour before it closed. Most of the people around were either roving bands of teenagers or dodgy.
I was in the ladies room near the food court and it had the general dishevelment of the end of a day - paper towels on the floor, toilet paper almost out in the near stalls, and various sorts of bodily grime on the seats so you had to try several stalls before you found one you could work with - a quick wipe here and there, but no need for mops or industrial solvents, kind of thing.
It made me think of the process of cleaning this bathroom, and whole mall, to get ready for the start of a new shopping day. And I thought of the workers standing there in the morning, about five minutes before opening, the toilet paper all stocked, the surfaces all gleaming, the chairs all pushed in under the food court tables and lined up in neat rows, the overhead lights gleaming off the surfaces. Ready for the shoppers on a new day.
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