Official Memo – Subject: Building Maintenance Operations (More or Less)

Congratulations! You’ve just been promoted to the rank of Resident Janitor™ in a glorious multi-floor concrete block full of... opportunities.

Your duties include:

• Sweeping things that don’t want to be swept

• Fixing leaks using only hope and duct tape

• Plastering over problems, literally

• Dealing with tenants and their very emotional pipes

• Posting “official” notices written at 2 AM after your third energy drink (or whatever you found in the basement fridge)

But remember: you're not a machine. You work 8 to 4, and after that? Nothing exists. Not the rats. Not the broken lights. Not Mrs. Grumble on the 7th floor.

Gameplay Features (as approved by your imaginary supervisor):

🧹 Cleaning – Sweep, mop, scrub. Or just look busy when someone’s watching.
🛠️ Repairs – Duct tape. Screwdriver. Random junk you found. It’ll hold. Probably.
📋 Task System – Get daily reports from tenants. Some are serious. Some... not so much.
🧠 Reputation & Progression – Do your job well and earn tips, tools, or passive-aggressive praise.
📈 Absurdity Meter – The more “creative” your fixes, the stranger the world gets. You’ve been warned.
🪑 Janitor HQ – Your cozy little maintenance room, complete with a chair, a desk, and nothing you actually need.

Find trash. Fix things. Ignore consequences.
You're underpaid, underappreciated, and slightly hungover — but hey, this building isn’t going to semi-maintain itself.

So grab your mop, roll up your sleeves (or don’t), and start your mildly heroic, semi-functional, chaos-filled janitor journey.