Janitorial Sarfession #84

"Rules were meant to be broken. In Hacksaw's world...EVERYTHING was meant to be broken." The Midas touch holds true in Rob's world, except everything he touches, breaks. I got a phone call one night with Rob on the other end saying something to the effect of "I can't get the back door closed." Now, mind you, the "back door" at work weighs something like 50 pounds and is made of thick metal. Maybe even steel. Regardless, I remember thinking to myself, "That door is going to be broken when I come in in the morning." Sure enough, not to disappoint, the door was hanging by a hinge when I came in. He truly is an amazing speciman. The Hacksaw. No other nickname is as fitting.