This strip is the one most based on my own experiences with cleaning checks.  I spent my first cleaning check cleaning my room feverishly, frightened of what might happen if I failed it -- but since I'm a packrat, it still turned out kind of cluttered and messy.  When the dorm mom came to inspect, she more or less just glanced around, gave me a score, and then left.  I was left wondering why on Earth I'd worked so hard, if it had mattered so little to her.



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