But, of course, vacation had to end. That day was the first day of school. And it wasn’t like he’d gotten away from the school for the summer. As a custodian, he didn’t get a two month vacation. But he liked summer vacation when the school was empty. It was peaceful. The school stayed clean and orderly. There wasn’t the routine of mopping the main hall, only to have it muddied up in minutes when kids came in from recess! He was able to have everything fixed and working right. He could get caught up on small jobs that needed to be done, but he often didn’t have the time to do during the school year.
Oh, well...if the school wasn’t used, he wouldn’t have a job. And he liked the kids—well, he liked most of the kids most of the time.
A boy came up to Carl. “A toilet just stopped working!”
There was already a maintenance problem—and the school year wouldn’t officially start for five minutes!
“I wish summer vacation go on forever,” Carl mumbled to himself, as he headed to fix the first toilet of the year.