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#ThankfulActs Challenge: Thank a Janitor

As you might know, I occasionally run races at Disneyland.  One of the things I can count on at those runs is seeing the 3rd Shift Custodial Staff out in full force, lining the course to cheer the runners on.  They are wearing Mickey gloves and offering encouragement and high-fives.  

You might think they must enjoy the break from their daily tasks, but the races present a cleaning nightmare.  The first time I ran a Tinkerbell race, I was shocked at the amount of glitter on the floor of a women's restroom.  Do you know how hard it is to clean up glitter?  

The custodial staff give no indication of frustration, though.  They work tirelessly and cheerfully, and make the runners feel welcome. 

Today, I am running at Disneyland again, and I'm going to make an effort to thank the custodial staff members.  No matter where you might be, the next time you see a janitor, take time to thank them for the job they do.  

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Thanks for janitors!

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  1. Hope your race went well! The only janitors I ever see are the ones at Amara's old school. I'm going to be there Thursday and I will make a point of finding one of them and telling them what a great job they do -- because they do! 1300 students all eating at the outdoor lunch tables - that is a lot of work!

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    1. That is a lot of work!
      The race did go well. We had a lot of fun, thanked a lot of janitors, and ended up setting a new personal best time. :-)

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  2. Custodians are valuable employees. When I was teaching, I tried to instill in my students that custodians were not there to pick up after them but to clean and ensure the building was safe. Leaving trash for someone else to pick up is disrespectful.

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    1. I agree with you. If everyone picks up after himself, it's easier to keep things clean and tidy.

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