This all reminds me of when I was the low guy on the totem pole at a Target store in high school. I was the guy who would collect the carts in the parking lot, sweep the floors, and collect all the coat hangers from the cashier stations and return them to the clothing department. Aka the "cart attendant".
One day, after putting up with my menial duties, the store manager, who was a middle-aged woman, told me to clean out the employee's refrigerator in the break room. It was absolutely filthy - beyond anything I have seen since then. I decided right then and there that cleaning the employee's refrigerator was beneath the dignity of a 16 year old pimply high school boy.
So I marched right into the manager's office and faced her down and said "This is..... This is....." She looked at me and said "yes" (with a face that said "no") "... This is b - b - b - ********! I'm not cleaning up after all these slobs!" She continued to stare at me silently.
I then said "Yes ma'am" and went back to the break room and cleaned the fridge.
I don't what the purpose of this story is. I just thought I would share.