I don't complain at work. I do what I'm told to do, and I keep my mouth shut, and I earn every damn penny I make. Then I go home and vent my true feelings on the internet where I am not in danger of losing my job.

I applied for dozens of jobs at dozens of companies. This is the one that hired me. I, too, have bills to pay. So I took the job I could get. Your notion of only accepting the perfect job is a nice fantasy, but not applicable in the real world.

I know it's hard to start a business. I'm trying to do it. Besides being a welder for 40 hours a week, I'm also a farmer. I'm trying to start a plant nursery. I'm not getting any help from the bank. I'm not getting any help from family or friends. I'm doing everything on my own. I work real fuckin hard, and I'm sick and tired of people saying if you're not rich it's because you're lazy.

All I'm asking for is 15 fuckin minutes to sit down. Is that so unreasonable?