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I built high end kitchens and bathrooms. I did well enough with labor, punctuality, and being a fucking capable person to where I got promoted to managing crews.

I make double what I used to from a desk, and I fucking hate it.

They're all fucking retarded. They can't fucking think through a fucking problem. If I don't baby step them through which side of the fucking trash can to stand on they'll end up inside it dumping shit onto the street. And they fucking have!

I spent 3 mother fucking hours today walking a 55 year old through writing an estimate off a work order. I can do it in 5 minutes.

And he still fucked it up.

I hide my power levels in public but today I almost fucking didn't.

How the fuck does this company function? How does any nation function with these fucking retards