Hubby’s in here complaining about having to work tomorrow. Normally he’s got a crew of about 4-5 guys, but tomorrow since it’s a holiday he’ll have all the guys from all the other job sites working for him. That’s because no one can work on the other job sites because they’re all in ritzy gated communities, and no one is allowed in the community to work on holidays.

Hubby hates it because he can’t stand a lot of the guys on the other crews. That’s why they’re not on his crew. They do a half-assed job, a lot of them are what I call the crack head type, and some of the guys have papers to work in the US, but it seems a little fishy to me because most of them look like they’ve barely hit puberty and can’t speak a bit of English.

I have nothing against people who are in this country legally working, but I can’t stand it when people are faking papers. I can’t stand the fact that people like Hubby are expected to learn a second language just because the boss keeps hiring people who can’t understand him. If you can’t speak English, that’s not my problem. If I were to move to France, I’d try to learn French, and the same goes for anywhere else.

Anywho, that’s a rant for another day. Hubby’s just upset about a ton of the guys on the other crews because they don’t know what they’re doing. Half of them claim to have years of experience, but can’t take simple measurements or do simple cuts once they’re hired. I really wish the boss would take the time to do employment screening before hiring half these losers. It’d save him and Hubby both a lot of headaches.

I’m trying to calm him down and make him happy by helping him look for the car cover he’s been wanting for the Blazer. I hope that works. I don’t want to deal with an ill Hubby all night.