Spoiled Student Gets An Attitude Adjustment From The Creepy Janitor 1

“Looking good, Gus,” Landon sneered last Thursday, flicking a wad of wet paper towel onto the floor Gus had just polished. “Don’t work too hard. Wouldn’t want you to pull a pension.”

Henderson didn't flinch. He didn't even look at the floor. He looked directly into Julian’s eyes, his expression unreadable. "Character," Henderson said, his voice like grinding gravel, "is what you do when you think the world owes you everything. But the world has a way of collecting its debts." He didn't even look at the floor

Maybe the janitor was a former professor. Maybe he’s just a guy with zero tolerance for nonsense. Or maybe, as the title implies, he knows a little something about "adjusting attitudes" that goes beyond the ordinary. But the world has a way of collecting its debts

“You drop one more thing, son,” Gus said, voice low and dry like settling concrete, “and you’re going to pick up more than trash.” “You drop one more thing