Working class hero

OK. Well. Work.

I'm looking forward to a lifelong, enriching carreer. No, actually I hate it. And I for sure do not want a lifelong job in construction (in Hawaii). It's hard to know what's the right thing to do with work...because my boss is kinda a hoser. I already mentioned my pay-scale situation; but also last week we had to get this wall finished, because "concrete comes tommorow and it needs to be done! I'll make it worthwile if you stay late, Ben." So I stayed (alone) till 6:00 on Friday evening. That means not just a promised extra something-something, but overtime....which he doesn't do. What?!? You don't do overtime? It's just regular hourly pay? Why the heck did I stay late, why did I come in on a Saturday to work?! C'mon!

Plus now I'm doing lots of babysitting with my co-workers. Oke (Oh-Kee)(my boss) wants me to clock everyone in and out, keep track of lunch hours, make sure everyone is doing just so... I just don't get it.

So don't tell Oke, but I might start looking for a job somewhere else. I think there is work closer to home, doing what I prefer to do (framing), that pays the same or better. Why not?

I'm still working on what kind of job would pay lots of money for doing something sweet. Like I wanna be one of those newspaper restraunt critics or something. Maybe I can still do the rock and roll thing. Well....ask me about this after I go back to college. We'll see where I'm at.