Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-25266931-20161117062740/@comment-25266931-20161117165258

Glynda slumps back against a wall after a long day of cleaning and fixing the Beacon with her Telekinesis. Suddenly a group of janitors surround her.

Janitor A: What do you think you're doing?

Glynda: Pardon?

Janitor B: That's our job! You trying to take our jobs!

Glynda: No! I just wanted to fix it as soon as possible.

Janitor C: You hear that! She says we work too slow!

Janitor A: Listen here, basic bitch! We did not unionize and stockpile cleaning supplies and get these cool matching uniforms just so you could put us all out of a job your Bibbity-bobbity-boo-ing!

Janitor C: Oh! Look at me! I'm Glynda Goodwitch! I think I'm so great just because I can fix the whole town in a matter of hours.

Janitor B: Well you know what? If you want to be a janitor, then maybe we'll start teaching? HUH!? What do ya think of that?!

Glynda: Fine by me. Grade these paper, please.

Glynda walks away. The Janitors scratch their heads.

Janitor A: Uh... is that the right spelling for "agriculture"?

Janitor B: Yeah it is..... Man this would be a good time for one of you to sudden awaken some hidden genius level intellect like that one movie.

Janitor C: I wish. I went to college believe it or not. But I just feel dumb reading this. What happen to us?

Janitor A: It's not your fault.