Dreading tomorrow?
I remember this construction job I had. I must’ve pissed somebody off, at some point, because I got relegated to “trash guy”. I remember I used to battle with my watch. It took everything in me to not keep looking down at it. I’d think an hour had gone by and it’d be just 15 minutes. On this one site, I had my “spot”. It was a bell tower for a church. And, it had these loud ass steps. So, I’d go up there, clean it up real quick then go take a nap in one of the nooks up