Today was really hard. Naturally, I didn't want to go but had to, but that's the same every day.
I couldn't shake the pissy-bitchy feeling. It was unseasonably cool. And my back started out tight and got worse and worse. I had to keep squatting down to rest, or just bending over to stretch. I kept thinking about Julio and what a bitch he was. Suzie, our new crew boss, is completely different. No Trash-Nazi nonsense. And remember just before New Year's when it poured and Julio said we weren't aloud to get under an overhang when it came down so heavy and made us work? This morning Raymond said exactly the opposite.
I think that's as much punishment as the actual work - dealing with the people. People who's only authority in life will be supervising misdemeanor crooks. To say nothing of my co-workers.
There is still this one guy coming that I can't stand. He tried to say hello, but I can't even stand the way he talks.