In the months that followed, Emily became a changed person. She was no longer the spoiled, entitled student she once was. She began to form genuine relationships with her classmates, who appreciated her newfound humility and kindness.
One fateful day, Emily's behavior finally caught up with her. As she was walking out of her history class, she spotted Mr. Jenkins quietly sweeping the floor in the hallway. Without hesitation, she strolled over to him, her designer handbag slung over her shoulder, and began to berate him for not cleaning the area quickly enough. In the months that followed, Emily became a changed person
Emily spun around, her face reddening with indignation. "How dare you!" she spluttered. "You can't talk to me like that! I'll have you fired!" One fateful day, Emily's behavior finally caught up with her
Emily snorted, rolling her eyes. "Your best? I doubt it. You're just lazy, Jenkins. All you people are." Without hesitation, she strolled over to him, her
"I'm doing my best, miss," he replied in a low, gravelly voice. "But sometimes, the floors just need a little extra attention."
As Emily backed away, she stumbled into a nearby trash can, sending papers and broken pencils scattering across the floor. Mr. Jenkins merely smiled, a cold, calculating smile that made Emily's blood run cold.
Mr. Jenkins merely chuckled, a low, menacing sound that sent shivers down Emily's spine. "I don't think so, miss. You see, I've been around long enough to know that people like you are a dime a dozen. But I'm not like the other janitors. I have...ways of dealing with students like you."