Tales Of A Sani Man
Saving the world one wipe at a time
A 25-year-old man mostly writes on his blog on worldly controversial topics. His Popular post is Corporate Overloads, and We Should Get Replaced with Robots. But by night, he dawns the moniker, The Sani Man. After a tragic meltdown explosion when refilling the sanitizer bottles, he gained increased strength and fast agility. When his newfound abilities, he protects us from the invisible enemy know as bacteria. Defeating it one spray and wipe at a time.
A deadly virus has led Sani man to face foes he would’ve thought twice to engage. Virus Ninjas and food stain monster of unparallel stature. But Sani Man's job led him to a foe he encountered only in dreams.
It’s been six months since the company hired him to take care of its peril, and by that time, he got to know every night employee. One particular employee, Chris, didn’t want to wear a mask in the hallway, even though the virus has taken more people than the foes Sani Man faced. Chris is a thin man in his mid or late twenties. He doesn’t look like someone who wouldn’t wear a mask. The muscle-bound tattooed maintenance technician looks more the part, but he’s constantly sporting his mask and sanitizing his hands. He probably has faced a virus monster.
Sani man wants to tell Chris to wear his mask each time they come in contact, but the repercussions aren’t worth it. Before Sani man’s day off, he arrived at work flabbergasted to a comment left on his blog post. He can let out his emotions on an employee momentarily. Regretfully, it’s Chris who faces his wrath.
Sani man strode through the hallway to Sanitize. Donning gloves, sheer white robe, spray bottle, and protected mask, he noticed Chris passing by. And his mind kept speeding up with that comment; he confronted Chris and said,
“Put on a mask.”
Chris noticed the hostility in Sani Man’s eyes and returned it.
“Yeah, right, keep walking,” he said
“Put on a mask!” Sani Man roared
“Man, you get offended so easily,” Chris said
Sani Man greeted Chris with blind fury as Chris slowly backed away.
“If you touch me, I’ll report you to HR,” Chris said
Before either of them could breathe, Sani Man jerked Chris by his uniform shirt, gripping him ever so tightly. Chris attempted to get him off, but he felt his body float, and before he gained awareness, Sani Man rapidly pushed him through the hallway. Passing each section of the hall, Chris’s heart palpitated as his adrenaline spiked. Sani Man with a blank stare in his eyes as he traversed through the hallway. Near the entrance, Sani Man let go of Chris, slightly pushed him with his palm, and send him down the entryway stairs. Sani Man’s tension subsided, and he noticed what he had done. He became the antagonist instead of the protagonist.
After that faithful day, Sani Man kept his job, and Chris didn’t sue or press charges; the debacle epiphanies him. Sani Man kept his career as he’s reliable. The sterile hero learned to let no occurrence outrage him; his weakness could lead him to doom. It goes to show, no matter the threat: Sani Man is there.
Author’s note: This is a work on fiction with a mixture of satire. The events occurred in the story should not get replicated. Stay safe and thank you for reading.
