Chapter 40: Owen’s Backstory: Allegations
Owen wrung the mop out before putting it over the pool of vomit. Not his favorite part of the job, but not the worst either. Puke was something that he'd come to expect periodically from the kindergarten classes, since especially little children tended to not be as self-aware as the older kids in the school, and so would be more likely to not realize they needed to get to a toilet or something before the contents of their stomachs came up.
He also couldn't really blame the kids for that, since that was part of them growing up. Plus, it didn't take long to clean up the puke anyway. At least it wouldn't if the rumors he'd heard about the school getting carpeting in the kindergarten classrooms wasn't true. If it was, then that would either necessitate him getting a carpet shampooer or it would make cleaning this up a lot more of a pain.
"Thanks again Owen," the kindergarten teacher said from the door of the room that led out to the playground as she kept an eye of her students.
"No problem," Owen replied amicably. "Messes like these are to be expected when dealing with kids that young."
"Doesn't really matter how young they are, throw up is still awful to have to clean up."
"Maybe, but with this job, you get used to it after a while. Especially with the youngest of the kids here."
"Either way, it's still a big help to get it cleaned up."
"All part of the job, Olivia," Owen said as he finished cleaning up the puke. Which fortunately was mostly liquid, not really any solid chunks to deal with.
"Mr. Andrews, please report to the office immediately," a voice over the PA system sounded.