So I spent the day at the YMCA installing a new ceiling in the men’s locker room showers. It was hot as hell in the there and I sweat at least my left testicle off, possibly my right one as well. The day however would finally come to an end, and the ceiling tiles are in. All that’s left is for Friday to caulk the gaps against the wall and install the new lighting fixtures.
The process probably would have come to an end a lot quicker, but a certain wild haired imbecile made the job that much more difficult. Regardless, it’s done much to the pleasure of the higher ups. Tomorrow is a 5am day and another trip through the lawn to enflame my legs and swell my nasal passages. But the other laborer is not dependable, so the job will fall to me.
Thinking the rough parts of my day were over I got home about 10 mins to 4, got Bonita off the bus, changed and checked my email. Still no reply from Steam support about my account, thus meaning I can’t do anything on Steam until I have a way to access my account again. Bonita tells me she’s done with her homework and I have to erase most of it and make her do it again. Allow me to introduce you to a bit of what I went through here, after erasing her work for a second time because it was even more wrong then the first time…
Me: Okay Bonita how much is a dime worth?
Bonita: 10 cents…
Me: Okay, so how much is 2 dimes?
Bonita: 2 Cents…
Me: … … … Bonita, are 2 dimes more than 1 dime?
Bonita: Yes.
Me: Is 2 cents more then 10 cents?
Bonita: No.
Me: So how much is 2 dimes?
Bonita: 2 cents.
Me: … … …
So I beg of you, any of you, please, please, please… shoot me in the face.
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