Okay, so you may think it’s just great to be the janitor for Bruce Banner. But to be quite frank with you, my faithful reader, it is simply not. Mr. Banner has no sympathy for my well-being, never bothers to make my job just an ounce easier. To lessen the heavy, pressuring weight off my shoulders, to free me from the burden of a janitor’s hectic employment. Well, as you can well imagine, Mr. Banner isn’t the most organised, orderly guy. Especially when he has his moments. When he spills hot coffee on himself, when someone forgets to tell him “happy birthday”, or when the worker at Burger Life forgets to put extra mayo on his burger. Then I have to deal with the big green guy who has a very bad temper. One time I forgot to wipe up the coffee he spilt, and man, did he get angry! I stayed for a second for the fun of it, just to watch him start to turn into Hulk, then I ran home. Lucky for me, he was back to his normal self when I came back to work the next morning, seeming to have forgotten all about what happened. To my dismay, however, I found 3 broken windows, a desk and chair knocked over, and various objects littering Mr. Banner’s residence. Ugh. Well, that’s how my day went. Actually, that’s how most of my days go. You see, Mr. Banner gets mad very often, too often, all the worse for me. Sometimes I get some nice breaks, when the Hulk version of my boss is called to an important mission by some mysterious person I’ve never met. I heard his name is Tony Stark. He’s really quite famous and I would like to meet him someday, when I get the chance. Anyway, I’ve gotten used to Hulk’s messes, however, and admit that I actually enjoy being acquainted with Bruce Banner, even as his janitor. And then I found out that I was going to be transferred. Mr. Banner strangely did not need me anymore. Well I guess I’ll find out if my new job with Mr. Stark is more “suitable” for me than with Mr. Banner. Although I will miss him.