A Day about to Go to Shit

   This day actually started off pretty damn well, except for taking Molly to the vet for her surgery, I hate leaving her there and wondering if she thinks I've abandoned her. Not only that shit, but within minutes of running the lathe to finish up the warthogs (about 15 bars to be exact), Ethan comes over with his bullshit "you should wear the glasses the whole time you're out in the shop just in case a piece of chip or something was to go flying"....... first off I have had shit get into my eyes even with glasses on and it only takes me 10 seconds to get from the machine to my office. So, because I ignored him on this, a few minutes later he comes up scolding and commenting on my hoodie sleeves needed to be rolled up otherwise the machine might catch it.......... uh no sorry won't happen, and the hoodie was going to be coming off within the hour anyways as I got warmer. So because I ignore him on this too, he calls his daddy (Cameron) and then gives me the phone. Now I have to wait until Cameron gets back to go get me a long sleeved shirt that is tight enough to where there is no chance it will get caught, wasting 3 or 4 hours that I could be out there finishing up the bars but no the little bitch can't handle being shop floorman without going power crazy and trying to tell EVERYONE what to do. Let's see..... who just about shredded his wrist a while back?? Who has gotten shit in his eyes??? Who has ran the jeep up a fence??? Who has cut his fingers so many times??? Oh I know, the one running around trying to tell everyone else how to be safe and careful! Fuck him, this is why I can't stand working on the floor with that motherfucker, he can't handle being the shop floorman without getting all cocky and trying to tell people what to do. The hoodie was going to be coming off soon anyways, and that machine was not going to "grab" it, I've worn this thing many times out on the floor with no issues but no he gets some hair up his ass suddenly and wants to start bossing me around. The glasses are only going to protect so much, and I still get shit in my eyes, not to mention I can cross that shop floor in less than 15 seconds and have been doing it for a long enough time to know nothing is going to "come flying at me". Now, the whole morning is going to just be wasted, I could've been half way finished with those bars today, now that is going to happen thanks to that little bitch.