Well, spoke too soon I guess. Got sick as hell after the first week on the job inspecting the work done in basements filled with toxic mold, then I got a growth on my calf. Still don't know what that is but dealing with it. My boss is 31 and is GM because he married the owner's daughter. Suffice to say I will remember him especially by my last day where he came in 20 minutes late (he lived next door) then tried to bum a cigarette from 2 different people before commenting, "I looked in the ashtray this morning for chinks but couldn't find one I could smoke!" That did it for me. I thought, "How is it possible for me to maintain a shred of self-respect working for this person?" I couldn't. Aside from that, the guy was just like my ex-wife, very emotional; up one day then down the next, said this then said that, told me he was dyslexic then insisted he read a concrete book (he gave me to read) "three times!" (Lol, I had been doing concrete on bridge crews for 5 years before he was born, but I didn't say that.) On top of it all, he really didn't want me inspecting for quality, he wanted me to look for discrepancies of contractors in the field, then to report back to him and rat them out so he could fine them and chince their contracts. Well, I may be old and may need a job but there are lines a true man does not cross, so I acted like my true self, an complete ass who doesn't give a fuck. Three days of this was all it took for his fragile ego to endure and he fired me. Thank God, for who knows how long it will take for my lungs to become normal again. On a positive note, now I know I can drive all day without issue. Maybe that's something!
Maybe the truth be told I really am just an asshole who doesn't like people and they don't like me. The saying, "Know thyself and all else be true," comes to mind. Vistas...
Maybe the truth be told I really am just an asshole who doesn't like people and they don't like me. The saying, "Know thyself and all else be true," comes to mind. Vistas...