Today, I learned what may be one of the better lessons. Sometimes in some jobs, you will run across tasks to hellish, or lame that you just want to face the palm right until tomorrow, yet there is that annoying sadistic boss, who seems to just looove this sort of shit.
Well, on the other side of the coin, it just made sense. The only way to motivate the little box-pushers and grunts is to make it seem that lying down in the rain, waiting for something to pop up is just your faaaavorite pastime - and that hail, heavy rain and lightning is just the heaven's way of saying "Damn right, skippy!"
Some people even respect you for it which leads me to my next bit - try to memorize every line from those stereotypical puerto rican DIs or sergeants from all those movies. It's hell of a lot more cleverer than I was without much sleep
