I work in a machining shop. I'm still pretty new to the job, so I get the menial work. Sanding a million identical parts, washing a million identical parts, making sure there are a million identical parts instead of a 999,999 identical parts. Pretty boring, but I've been slowly working my way up the totem pole. People are pretty nice to me, but I'm still a fucking assburger who can't hold a conversation to save his life. The best part about the job is there's a slow-ass ghetto nigger who's even newer than me and works literally 20 times slower. So I can pretty much get by without pushing myself at all and still end up looking like an ace in comparison. If I'm a good boy then sometimes get to run the big loud fun machines instead of the little dummy ones. That's kind of fun, but it's also scarier when things go wrong.