i hate work i hate i hate work i hate work i hate work i Anonymous 130572
>girlboss it in the trades nona! rosie the riveter, nona!
>lots of money there nona!
>learn skills nona!
>it's not like the old days anymore nona!
>you definitely won't end up face-down ass-up on a disgusting man's disgusting truck floor like the world's least expensive prostitute nona!
If there are any other nonas in trades here - how do you put up with this world???
i could rant for HOURS but basically while i actually enjoy fixing things and being active and i don't mind getting a bit greasy, i just cannot deal with the people in this business. 95% of guys in trades are literal stone age far-left-of-the-IQ-bell-curve cavemen who salivate at any useless shiny bauble that says "Milwaukee" or "Snap-On" on it and THROW their money at the salesman offering 50% interest financing plans, condemning themselves and the GFs and wives they often somehow have to a life of debt slavery
My sister is like "oh at least there are hot guys" lmao these guys inhale hot dogs and soda and "self-medicate" totally avoidable bad knees with weed and vape. The soundtrack to every day is my colleague's douchecore spotify algo playlist (literally Nickelback, late Eminem i.e. "Ass Like That" and Thong Song and Kid Rock). Not attractive
The couple (literally 2) cute and possibly interesting boys I've met in this business have been taken and too painfully shy/awkward to get to know well respectively
Everything is filthy and disorganized and if you try to be a bit more orderly and organized yourself, apparently that makes you a princess
the vehicles are all disgusting because apparently guys who drive them all have no self-respect
I feel like my friends are slipping away because we can't relate to one another's daily lives and when I get home I just feel exhausted and like time is passing with no way to differentiate one day, week, month from another
Anyway that's all, just getting older with a wrench in my hand and my ass in the air and my face in the dirt
