THE NEXT MAN
He was overdressed for the assignment and out of character for his immediate job! He was whistling while he toiled, smiling and greeting me as I ambled to my place. This jovial man was removing cigarette butts from the bathroom urinals, utilizing small scissors to retrieve the soggy and offensive stubs. “That’s not an envious job you’re doing,” I said. “No Sir! No Sir! It’s not! But it must be done. Looks bad when customers come into the bathroom. Makes people think we don’t care or that we are not clean. So, I clean them up everyday.” “Do men throw their cigarette butts in the urinals very often?” I inquired, as this well-dressed man checked the bathroom stalls. “Often????!!! Every morning I pick six, seven, sometimes sixteen cigarettes just out of one urinal.” “Why do people throw them in there? I asked. “Lazy, just lazy; or they don’t care! Maybe they never were raised any better; maybe they have never grown…
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