The problem was, I got fired from every job I’ve ever had because I kept rearranging things.
In the four years after graduating college, I had twenty-six jobs and they were all pretty much the same story. My last one was as a sub-contractor’s assistant for a place called Ambient Plumbing. At the time, the hot item in Lincoln Park and Bucktown was exposed pipes and wiring for the home. Ambient Plumbing didn’t do any plumbing per se, but was rather in the business of retrofitting old Chicago buildings so that the living spaces could incorporate that new trend. My job consisted of extirpating drywall or standing around holding fiberglass until it was called for. After a few days, I looked for ways of making my eight hours on the clock more captivating.