Walked in to will-call at a supply house to pick up a cast iron tub I was installing for a customer today. The conversation at the counter of a plumbing supply shop in Texas is exactly as you’d likely expect… pretty shitty. Today was no real exception, it was just 9/11 flavored; a bunch of dumbass plumbers standing around and reminiscing about where they were when the planes hit the fucking towers. Standing around in a solemn circle, telling their peer group about how they were so deeply affected, and how angry they were that day.

Some of these guys are in my peer group I guess and I’ll never be able to consider anything they say, professional or otherwise.