Man, this trip too Mexico was an absolute clusterfcuk. 12 hours a day outside in the heat and humidity, dealing with with a customer that’s never built a railroad before, but ‘knows what they’re doing’.
And a sales rep with an ‘Enjinearring Degree’, a very deep narcissistic streak, along with a touch of assholery, and doesn’t have a clue how our equipment is supposed to work and I was done by Thursday.
Little jerk had the balls to tell me I didn’t know what I was doing and that I was to do what he told me to do.
Long story short, “I am here as a favor to you, I don’t work for you, I don’t answer to you, and in the Corporate hierarchy of the company, you are a second lieutenant, I’m a major, and your ass is mine”. He went and called Al about me and just drove off.
Yeah, my very last thing I will do before I pull the plug on this post retirement gig is get his ass fired and I have the evidence to do it.