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Tightening up the screws on the carousel took almost no time at all. Working with tools had always been something I was good at. The only reason my boss would find me distracted at work was because of how droll the job was! Working with machines was a genuine pleasure for me, but only when I was building and designing them, not performing basic maintenance on boring rides! Time and again while doing routine repairs I would find my mind wandering to the awesome and amazing rides that I wanted to build! I also found myself tempted to do certain 'modifications' to the existing rides to make them more entertaining. Of course, doing that would require authorization from Mr. West, and I knew exactly how that conversation would go.
With the carousel in good working order, I moved on to my next assignment: cleaning up the bathroom. If routine maintenance wasn't bad enough, janitorial duties were even worse! People from all across the Roblox universe came to visit the parks on this server, and not everyone was clean or hygienic. Some of the sights I witnessed in the bathrooms looked like something out of a horror film! I had gathered my cleaning supplies from the tool shed and was making my way to the scene of the crime when I bumped into my friend, Calvin.
“Fin! How's it hanging, bro?” Calvin greeted me with his typical enthusiasm.
Calvin was about my age, had a slight build, and a haystack of blonde hair that I doubted had ever been combed in his life. He was friendly and laid back, and liked working for Mr. West about as much as I did. Unlike me, Calvin had no aspirations for greatness in the theme park world. His job here as Happytown was manning the kiosk where kids paid robux to throw darts at balloons. This job gave him just enough money to pay his bills and cover his weekend recreational habits, and that was all he wanted. But he was always willing to listen when I talked about my big plans in the theme park tycoon world, which I appreciated.
“Hey, Calvin, what's up? I'm headed over to the ladies bathrooms for some waste disposal.” I said jokingly.
“Gnarly, dude. I heard that there's a doozy over there this time! Did the boss man put you up to it?”
“Of course,” I said, rolling my eyes. “You know I'm his favorite whipping boy these days!”
“Better you than me! I've been there my dude, it'll buff out when a new kid shows up full of hopes and dreams for Mr. West to crush!”
I laughed and waved my hand as I headed down the path to the restrooms. As I continued Calvin shouted out to me.
“Hey, dude, swing by my stall this evening when we're about to close! I've got something radical to show you!”
“Will do!” I shouted back and kept walking.
Calvin had a way of making me feel better, no matter what the situation was. I wondered what it was that he wanted to show me. Whatever it was, I would have to survive this catastrophe at the bathrooms if I wanted to see it.