Thank you for making sure that even when the steam version of cookie clickers window is small it still displays a news message and all it says is help. This message isn't sarcastic, I just find it infinitely entertaining.
steam requires at least 1 mod to be uploaded before the workshop can be made public and for Cookie Clicker i ended up putting together the pilk mod really quick to satisfy that requirement, but for a moment my plan was to make a mod that replaces the cookie-clicking sounds with increasingly intense voice clips. just the cookie egging you on to really click the fuck out of it like just absolutely stoked for it. in the end we got lazy
I wanted to try doing complete versions of all the fossil mons some time ago, but I never found the motivation to finish the rest of them outside of Zolt, so take this for now! I’ll try to revisit this another time and maybe play with this design more, too.
As a cleaner I love when cleaners show up in movies and shows because most of them get us exactly right. We can be friendly, angry, nervous or happy but no matter what our usual personality is, there’s always the enormous, deep seeded, undeniable sense of being unimpressed by the people we clean for. We know all your little secrets. We have seen everything. People might not think highly of us but we are walking knee deep in blackmail material at all hours of the day.
One of the most terrifying things I ever heard a college say was “Be nice to the cleaners because they clean both the toilets and your desk and know exactly which cloth they used for which…” I want nothing more than to embroider that and hang it one a wall because it’s the most menacing thing I’ve ever heard.
But yeah, most entertainment get cleaners just right *chefs kiss*
My brother once worked as a janitor in a private high school for several years, under a ‘head janitor’. She was a woman who’d been there for 15 years or more, and had apparently Seen It All as far as the shenanigans that kids were capable of getting up to.
One year, it became a fad for girls to put lipstick on and go kiss the mirrors in the bathroom, leaving lipstick imprints all over the mirrors. The cleaning staff was not impressed, and spoke to the administration about it, but the fad continued. The administration issued several homeroom announcements of escalating severity, requesting, demanding, then threatening consequences if the girls did not stop leaving lipstick all over the bathroom mirrors.
The girls, being high school girls, were unmoved.
Seeing the administration was not solving the problem, the janitorial staff turned to their own janitor-in-chief, who had apparently been staying out of the drama until now because her job was more to run the facility, make the schedule, do payroll, and order supplies. Seeing that her colleagues were frustrated, she assured them she could solve the problem lickity-split.
So one morning, right before homeroom, when the girl’s bathroom was full of people, she went into the girl’s bathroom. And there were the mirrors, covered in lipstick prints.
“WELP,” she said loudly. “Guess it’s time to clean the mirrors again!”
Then she went into one of the bathroom stalls, soaked a sponge in toilet water, came out, and started wiping the mirrors down with it.
According to my brother, two girls threw up and the lipstick problem stopped instantly.
