Tell'em to go bother somebody else and that there's far too many dwarves there already.
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Butt honestly .. i worked on saturdays before ... story time.. worked with my first boss, second year apprentice, tax free work in his basement renovating it into a rent-out.. went drinking friday evening after a working week, was home 03am .. up 07:30 am, worked to 19:30 pm .. shower, eat, drink, go to town again .. when you're young, you don't think about that. Screwed plaster plates onto ceiling, and "glass wool", insulation material, into the ceiling, itched like hell. But iir 20$ an hour, good pay back in 2002-ish. And i especially remember he was in a much better mood that day, as if he actually appreciated me helping out. So .. that was positive. I can count on about one hand the times he was in that kind of mood though. Out of the 1000 days i worked with him. Lol.
And another day i was there helping, later, lol xD ^^ I had eaten burger the day before at a place, real shithole, run by vietnams ^^ I remember the burgers i ate there, it tasted great, but the gas emittances afterwards, really smelled like dead corpses xD and when i went working for him, man my stomach was upset xD And i was gassing ou the place XD And he was like, just entered the room, picked up some tools, and went out, and then HE had gassed the place xD As to subtly tell me Stop that gassing shit xD It was hilarious ^^
This post was edited by Taurean on Mar 8 2025 02:45pm