Oh! You mean to say: I forgot to tell you...Oh Yes, i got paied. I mean, who's gonna tell me that after Thirty-one years as a house-painter, i don't know what i'm doing enough_that after spending the better part of Fourteen days, on a little over-glorified six and one half room flop/condo_my job isn't of the quality; that should suggest i warrent satisfactory payment? And yea...You heard me. Fourteen ficking-days! What really shocks me however, isn't that i didn't go in there one day, to go all poastel on their ass, but, the way the bosses would pretend what they were doing to me was all normal, and, that had it been anyone else doing the job_in the exact same manner as i had done, they would have behaved in the same way. They would not have done any such thing. And anyway, this was all about personality/Not my job!!!
It could be my fault, however, since nobody told me i was to tell, Erin, my actuall boss_that i was Jesus Christ. The thing is: Until i started this new job for him, working on a site where he himself had a boss over him_everything was alright. And when i had a relationship of meny months_where i painted for him, and, never once was asked to re`do my work, why was i to have payment for all such work provided promptly & in-full? Why was i expected to belive_on this job_anything was ment to be different..? Personality, my friends. It all comes down to personality, and, unfortunatly this jack-ass/partner&trumped-up Foreman, didn't have none!
As an example of my rage_against this little no-nothing FucK...in the entire length of my carrear as a house-painter/31 years/ i have only been asked to tape cealings_three times. This dumb-Shit, made me tape the same blasted cealings_four-times, each; which for some reason_neather i or the-God's_will ever understand, i did! The fact of the matter is: if you are a painter, somebody can always find a reason not to pay you.
Of course, i did finally get my Pay-Day payment/smth... at least_most of it. But i tell you this: Had my boss failed to come-up with what he owed, the theater i was forced to witness_was nearly worth the price of the ticket! I never saw such carrings-on, by an aledgely adult-male_in all my life. Why there was screeming &a`hollerin_beggin Erin not to fork-it-over, and, with the owner of the building on the second-floor; while working on arrangements for other potential work he wanted done. Talk about a lack of professionalisum, because, i got my Eight-hundred Bucks baby, but, i couldn't help feel embarrassed for them/LOL
I hate getting fired too, But that's just-it, because, i wasn't fired. Are you kidding...Oh No! I was already well into having that upstairs condo compleatly finished; in another two days. These bastards were quite prepaired to have me finish the dump_this up`comming week, and, then they would have tried to hold-up payment for another three weeks! To be frank however, Jesus Christ, ain't no Fool, and, Daddy, didn't bring me back into this world_to make me look like one eather. Tho i doubt i was ment to work, work, Work_every minute eather, and this Blogging-shit is enough for today. `Amen!
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