The foreman is a moron.
He’s in my neck all day to make the number.
Complains, pushes me aside, laughs about my lack of muscles.
He’s mid 50’s or something with arms like my thighs.
Plus he’s done this for decades.
Was he a con here?
Fighting all day.
“I told you that I hate your shit!”
“Well, there won’t be any earnings then.”
“I don’t need earnings or coaching, especially from you!”
“You’re known to be a trouble maker!”
Locks me up this bastard.
One hour before the shift ends.
“I was informed what to expect of you!”
Ah, this is where he’s coming from.
The session with that officer Monday afternoon.
After my first shift I had my first, what they call: “educative talk”.
“How was your first work day?”
“Yeah, ABOUT THAT…”
“I’ll have to think about it.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ll let you know.”
“You have no reason to be arrogant you know.”
“I have all the reasons in the world!”
“Will you comply?”
Why should I even answer to that question?