Working for yourself.

  I have decided, that I hate bosses. Not the people themselves, though I have had a few that I won’t invite over for after dinner snacks, but the position. It’s not so much the fact that I have someone that is trying to rule my life, It is just that so far, I have had bad luck with having to deal with inept people trying to do a job they aren’t qualified to do.

  I give up! My solution, is to be my own boss. That is right, I am going into business for myself. Ok, only temporarily, while I am looking for work I have picked up some side-work doing construction.

  I still have a real jerk for a boss. This guy is lazy! Man, I wish he would just get off his rear end and do stuff he is supposed to get done.  He pays for crap, and the tools he gives me to work with are marginal at best.

 Ok, not really. I am just grateful I have work right now. It is tough out there. I have found, that I have a problem.

  Construction workers are tough. I can carry 5-2×4’s at a time, and hoist 4×8 sheets of 1/2 inch plywood up on a roof. I used to be a skinny little flower, but in my old age, I have gotten some meat on my bones. I have spent the last few months growing one of those little miniature goatee thingys under my bottom lip, so when I wear a beanie and sunglasses, I look super tough.

I listen to Def Leppard really loud and drink caffeinated coke. I also have my work belt all full of tools. I really look the part. If I had an Indian and a sailor, I would make a very convincing construction worker.  Once, I even had a band-aid on my finger, and it has to be convincing when I forget my pencil in my hat and I walk into the hardware store. I am, as far as anyone is concerned, a bonified construction worker/carpenter.

  I am totally going to lose my street cred. Seriously, I envy those guys in their trucks. I have some serious truck envy. Do you have any idea what can happen to a guy that pulls up to the hardware store in his Jetta? I am building a friggin house, and I am trying to drive around with copper pipe hanging out my back window. I am the nerd of the construction community.

  I really need a truck. Plywood on the roof of a Volkswagen? You have to be joking me? I am the butt of the all the jokes as I drive by McDonalds at luck time. I can;t even show my face at the mobile lunch wagon.

  Oh well, what do you do, right? I guess I could always ask my boos to spring for one, but he is a real jerk.