I Am So Getting Shanked

My office hired a new cleaning crew a few months ago. They clean like they are supposed to, yes, but sometimes they don't leave us ANY paper towels at all. Last week, I took it upon myself to leave a very nice note, asking them to PLEASE leave paper towels when we are out. I even ended it with, "Thank you so much". So yesterday morning, I'm talking with a co-worker about his schedule and this cleaning lady walks up to me. "Exccccuseee meeee? Some-a-one lefted a note saying yalls are needing paper towels and we DUN already told some-a-one that you are out of 'dem, and yalls need to order more." I said, "Well, I am the one that left the note, and I assumed since yall are the cleaning company, that yall would be the ones to leave us more paper towels. My mistake!!" She huffed off real fast. She was rude, and so unprofessional. But what can you expect from a cleaning crew that is straight out of prison, right? I'm not making that part up. So I do what any adult would do. I emailed the lady I work with that is in charge of these people. She said she would take care of it. So, this morning, the same girl walks past my office (paper towels in hand!!!) and glares at meeeee! "Oh no she didn't." *SNAP*....wait, where was I? Oh yes....I then walk outside to take a piece of paper to one of the guys and she is out there. Walking back to their truck. Glaring.At.Me. Maybe you don't think it's a big deal at all that a cleaning lady would glare at me. Our cleaning crew is not this:

They aren't happy. They don't smile. They don't wear cute headbands. Our cleaning crew is more like this:
Farewell friends. Breezy is 'bout to get shanked.