

The worst job I ever had had was right after I got out of the military and went home. I needed a job and a buddy of mine worked in a place that made custom logo hats and jackets for various businesses. His job was to ship the finished products out. The job I got was on the floor sewing the little cardboard backing that the hat bill is sewn onto. I did this for a summer in an unair-conditioned room full of mostly older Asian women that were quite demanding about quality control. The repetitiveness of it was truly maddening.
Because one day in the future, it will get better. Right around the time Trump and his cronies aren’t involved with it anymore.