Let's start off. First job, a simple OS reinstall on a local business' server. Simple, one might say? Oh, certainly! It's a pity said business was using a fucking pirated copy of Windows Server 2003, though. Needless to say, I didn't exactly get THAT one done, even despite the fucking owner hassling me. I told the dude that I could NOT install unlicensed software, lest I lose my certs, or come to think of it, possibly jail time. Fuck that guy with a running chainsaw sideways.
Well, on the way to job #2, a local residence. Almost got hit twice more, by fuckwhistles who were too busy playing with their phones to you know, FUCKING DRIVE. Seriously, folks? If you're going to drive, put the fucking phone down and IGNORE IT. If you're gonna text, email, facebook, or look up porn THEN PULL THE FUCK OVER. I'm REALLY seriously tired of counting bugs in people's front grills while they happily yack away on their mobile device of choice insipidly.
Job #2 was one of those fucking people who INSIST on looking over your shoulder every step of the way AND TELLING YOU HOW TO DO YOUR JOB. Seriously, motherfucker, if you know how to fix your shit so well, then WHY IN THE BLOODY DILDO FUCKING HELL DID YOU CALL ME?!?!?!?
What's more, when you're full of shit and the technician tells you what the problem is, and proceeds to fix it, DON'T talk to someone on your phone about how "That guy's wrong, I know what's up, bla bla bla. " - ESPECIALLY when you're full of shit.
Job 3, the last one. The one I just fucking finished.... I'm not going to discuss that job. Ever. Nor am I going to reveal
GRAAAAH. I need a fucking drink.