I'm in a better mood tonight, but I really am sick of the bullshit that my boss pulls. A am sick of being the "tire and oil change bitch" because all my training and recent work was in diesel shops and I am "not qualified" to work on cars. This from a guy who has a big shiney expensive purple - yes purple - snap on tool box full of tools that have hardly ever been used because he doesn't know dick about cars.
Maybe I'll go to a dealership. What the hell. Sure my ASE certs don't mean anything to a dealership, but then they don't mean anything now.
Or maybe I'll just run away and join the fucking circus.
Maybe I'll go to a dealership. What the hell. Sure my ASE certs don't mean anything to a dealership, but then they don't mean anything now.
Or maybe I'll just run away and join the fucking circus.
ive always thought circus life looked like a lot more fun