I remember my journeyman going over, and over, and over the details of every job, trying to get the bid just right.

Eventually, after driving us all nuts, he'd finally be satisfied and submit it.

Sometimes he'd get the job. Sometimes a bigger outfit (who am I kiddin' - everyone was bigger than us) would come in and get the job. It would make him crazy because he couldn't fathom how the competition could...oh, they bought the job. How did know that? He was pretty good at getting detailed information on bids that was meant to be confidential.


A malfunction at the junction
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Dwayne