when they first came and got me from assembly to start welding I was put with this well read intelligent hateful old soul named chastain. He told me that I wasn't a welder and that I was never going to be a welder and that all I could count on being was a fat cheeseburger swallowing piece of shit. We started work at 5am. Chastain told me not to open my fucking mouth until he had had his twinkie, bag of doritos, and pepsi. He ate this at 6am. If I didn't comply with his requests he said I could go back to pushing bolts like all the other deadbeat bridgepeople winos from cardboardbox city. He bossed me around told me to grind this and lift that do all his shit work. Around 8am an indian would come by from Cleveland with five or six trivia questions some of them were stumpers. One of the questions was in moby dick name the indian aboard the pequod. Chastain strained and racked his brain.
I said Tashtego to him.
He looked amazed and soon our trivia team was unbeatable
but he never stopped cussing me out or letting me know I was a loser
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