Second day of the jobby job. These old japanese guys are so strict with their "traditional" shit. And I just nod my head and say ,"Hai, hai, hai." And even though I want to learn that traditional style I still got my own style that I can rock like Mister-T's gold. Heavy Shinin. I mean, I have skills that I expressed myself with for almost five years. Now I'm treated like a baby with a shitty diaper. That's allright. I'm gonna learn to do the job better than the people teaching me to do it. Then we'll all be grateful.
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