I went to the St. Croix store/mfg plant in upper WI in July. Been kicking my own hindparts ever since for not buying one of their "imperfect" ultralight rods for $30 that normally sell for $100+. Woulda bought it, but didn't need another ultralight.lmao!!! I honestly never had it and probably wont ever..... remember I am the one that loves fishing but wont eat it anymoreI found that gif and grabbed it up!!
lmao!!! I honestly never had it and probably wont ever..... remember I am the one that loves fishing but wont eat it anymoreI found that gif and grabbed it up!!
I went to the St. Croix store/mfg plant in upper WI in July. Been kicking my own hindparts ever since for not buying one of their "imperfect" ultralight rods for $30 that normally sell for $100+. Woulda bought it, but didn't need another ultralight.
Ok here's my morning rant to explain my jovial mood for the last few days:
I'm a 42 year old man, and I shouldn't be running circles around the 20 somethings I employ. I worked my butt off when I was their age to get to where I am today. I can't stand laziness, and the pouring when I fuss at them. I have been in the field since Joaquin hit on October 3, working my butt off on equipment, physical labor, whatever it takes to keep the job moving. Watching these lazy, whiny kids mope around like they are being tortured when you ask them to step up and help makes me sick, and because we have a massive HR department, I can't clean house and hire some good help. Now I'm stuck working well into the night, every day, on salary. Thank goodness my right hand man, a mexican, stands right beside me every step of the way.
When I hear people say Mexicans are cheap labor, it makes me sick. They want to work, and have strong values. My man came over the right way, then he spent the next 7 years becoming a citizen and doing the proper paperwork to bring his family. He is the highest paid man on the job because I know I can count on him. American kids are soft.
Ok, enough. Good morning everybody
I see what you did thereThere is no bad employee just a bad boss.... Haaaaaaa
Ok here's my morning rant to explain my jovial mood for the last few days:
I'm a 42 year old man, and I shouldn't be running circles around the 20 somethings I employ. I worked my butt off when I was their age to get to where I am today. I can't stand laziness, and the pouring when I fuss at them. I have been in the field since Joaquin hit on October 3, working my butt off on equipment, physical labor, whatever it takes to keep the job moving. Watching these lazy, whiny kids mope around like they are being tortured when you ask them to step up and help makes me sick, and because we have a massive HR department, I can't clean house and hire some good help. Now I'm stuck working well into the night, every day, on salary. Thank goodness my right hand man, a mexican, stands right beside me every step of the way.
When I hear people say Mexicans are cheap labor, it makes me sick. They want to work, and have strong values. My man came over the right way, then he spent the next 7 years becoming a citizen and doing the proper paperwork to bring his family. He is the highest paid man on the job because I know I can count on him. American kids are soft.
Ok, enough. Good morning everybody
Me no get no hug?See
x2You nailed it, dead center.
Ok here's my morning rant to explain my jovial mood for the last few days:
I'm a 42 year old man, and I shouldn't be running circles around the 20 somethings I employ. I worked my butt off when I was their age to get to where I am today. I can't stand laziness, and the pouring when I fuss at them. I have been in the field since Joaquin hit on October 3, working my butt off on equipment, physical labor, whatever it takes to keep the job moving. Watching these lazy, whiny kids mope around like they are being tortured when you ask them to step up and help makes me sick, and because we have a massive HR department, I can't clean house and hire some good help. Now I'm stuck working well into the night, every day, on salary. Thank goodness my right hand man, a mexican, stands right beside me every step of the way.
When I hear people say Mexicans are cheap labor, it makes me sick. They want to work, and have strong values. My man came over the right way, then he spent the next 7 years becoming a citizen and doing the proper paperwork to bring his family. He is the highest paid man on the job because I know I can count on him. American kids are soft.
Ok, enough. Good morning everybody
Here's one for you!
