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Do you remember that gut-punch moment when you found out Santa Claus wasn’t real? Or that Hallmark pretty much invented the Easter bunny?
Well, I had one of those moments recently. For years, I thought Oct. 2 was National Kiss a Custodian Day. Turns out, it’s actually National Custodial Workers Recognition Day.
Kind of the same — but not really.
Being a school custodian is still the best job in the world. And here’s why:
It comes with unique rewards you won’t find anywhere else. Sometimes it’s dumpster-diving for a lost retainer — not only finding it, but two days later finding a loaf of banana bread on my desk from a grateful mom.
Other times it’s a note from a first-grader, written in crayon, that says: “Miztr Glende, tank yu fer cleeng my rum and keeppng me sAf.” Spelled phonetically, of course — but written with more heart than any Hallmark card. To a custodian, it’s pure gold.