Don't Mess with a Jealous Man

Edward happened to be back from the reception desk. Seeing the janitor by the door, he coughed and asked, "Sir, are you going to do the cleaning?"

"Ah, yes." A sly look crossed the janitor's face when he saw the decently dressed man, and he followed him in.

The mother and daughter stopped talking when the door opened.

While cleaning, the janitor secretly ran his eyes over Elena when an even more malevolent look flitting across his face.

"Guess I'm not just in it for the money, but pussy as well," he thought to himself.

"Single for fifty years. Finally the day has come to get laid, with one so young and pretty!"

As he was daydreaming, the door opened again and in came a doctor.

The janitor quickly lowered his head and kept sweeping. After all, he had waited fifty years for this day. He wouldn't mind waiting a bit longer until the timing was all right.