So I get to the site, and boom, first thing outta Luis' mouth is, "Rick's here," and I think I told you a couple weeks ago, this is like Rick's building himself. Same dude that owns like halfa that Westdale Office Park. Yeah.
So whatever, I'm up on the third floor getting the girders done, then the foreman tells me I gotta get Rick some ice cream. Me. And I go, you kiddin me? I'm a welder, I don't do no errands, come on, get serious, y'know?
He says no, ice cream's the top priority, he says. Top priority. You kiddin' me, you know. So I ask what kind and this is what he tells me, he says, "mocha nut fudge." I'm thinkin' okay, this is, this has gotta be a prank,
So that's what stupid shit I gotta deal with at the site. Meanwhile we're about 3 weeks behind schedule and the Mexicans ain't showing up half the time and Rick can't bring his own damn ice cream with him to work. Fuck outta here...