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Tiling. Never looked back. I don't know how guys have passion in that job for decades with multiple knee reconstruction.
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My grandfather was in the army & carried a heavy machine gun in WW2 & saw combat. He was a very tough man. He said doing fiberglass insulation in attics convinced him to go to school & complete his degree & work in nuclear physics. If he said it was bad I know for damn sure it was awful.Toughen the fuck up. I washed dishes at 14 years old about 25 hours a week. Try doing insulation. Crawling through attics of rat feces and being bathed in fiberglass in 95 and 15 degree weather
My grandfather was in the army & carried a heavy machine gun in WW2 & saw combat. He was a very tough man. He said doing fiberglass insulation in attics convinced him to go to school & complete his degree & work in nuclear physics. If he said it was bad I know for damn sure it was awful.
For me it was dishwasher at a middle range restaurant (lets say Chilis or Fridays type of restaurant) I only lasted for 2 days because I quit...f that! However I have to say I was kinda spoiled because didnt grow up poor, not rich either but lets just say I never had to do physical jobs to make a living, and dishwasher was a physical job for me, and dealing with cleaning all that shit that people leave on their plates... hardest part for me was cleaning the mats of the kitchen though and just dealing overall with all the shit that is a restaurant kitchen at the end of the day... too much shit I guess... I understand and respect people who do that work.
and you sound poor, but heyLol..thats a good story
No offense but u sound like a pussy. The idea of going through life without knowing labor is bizarre to me
I believe him. Dude, that shit is AWFUL. That material is miserable to deal with. I hated going in customers' attics who had fiberglass insulation in there. If you get any of it on your skin, you come out scratching yourself like Tyrone Biggums. It gets all in your clothes, your hair, it's awful to breathe in. On top of that, I imagine it's also miserable because you're working in an attic all day that's like 140 degrees. I'm from South Florida, so being in someone's attic anywhere from April through December is like being stuck in an oven. It's not as bad when we have our mandatory 3 months of cool weather. But for the rest of the year, it's too damn hot.My grandfather was in the army & carried a heavy machine gun in WW2 & saw combat. He was a very tough man. He said doing fiberglass insulation in attics convinced him to go to school & complete his degree & work in nuclear physics. If he said it was bad I know for damn sure it was awful.
"built a business" code for "started making crack cocaine in the garage as close to Jon Jones as I could"?
word of advice from a 40+ year old
a toothy blow job is better than no blowjob
I agree.
When do you wanna start ?
Roofing. Lasted two weeks
i need to wash my ass first
Oh you were offering a reverse blow job ?
Fk that. I’m not gay, bud.
I'd bring the fish oil, and the filling company would fill these bottles up and seal them. It was a product for horses. Some of the filled bottles would have a little bit of fish oil that didn't make it into the bottle but instead would run down the side of the bottle. So the drive up was smelly and the return drive was worse. I'd smell like fish for a few days after a run to Chicago.
Mine was working as a sparring partner for a former jr middleweight champion by the name of Mark Medal back in 1985. The sparring part was fine but the pay sucked as it wound up equaling only about $10 per round, my food budget was only $15 per day & the accommodations were terrible. I had to room with another fighter at a dive motel in Jersey City where the AC hardly worked in the middle of a hot ass July heatwave & it had roaches. I hate roaches. Won't tolerate them. So, I bailed on the job after two days.
door to door sales. I lasted 4 days of doing 12 hour shifts selling labor law posters to businesses which all business are technically required by law to have. The days started with some group brain washing. Then we were sent out in small groups/pairs to areas with high numbers of businesses and went from business to business trying to act official and ask to see their labor law posters to make sure they were up to date and try to get them to buy them off us. It was a solid stream of either "fuck off" or " give me your card and ill give it to my boss when hes in". Then after full day of that, we went back to office and finished with some more brainwashing so we could feed the pyramid scheme business model while we made nothing outside of commission for our sales.
I had always done blue collar labor work previously and thought it might be nice to try something less back breaking. Give me an honest days pay for an honest days work where you dont feel like a pest to society any day. Door to door sales is truly some soul crushing type shit.
Were you a PSW/DSP?1) Working at the school cafeteria in College. I'd work all day then go to class half-asleep. It was fast pace, I was working with a bunch of ex-cons, the customers (students) were mean because I was basically a fry cook, they could be.
2) Manager of a special needs group home. I don't even wanna get into that.