What do you mean, you’re asking whether I like my job when I’m working two 12-hour shifts in a faded T-shirt? Isn’t it all about doing whatever the paycheck allows? Once the paycheck’s gone, the fun’s over.
What do you mean, I shouted “Milk Dragon is awesome,” and everyone in the workshop got electrocuted, causing the electrical equipment to overload and the whole place to lose power?
What do you mean, they took my overtime pay to repair the company’s equipment?
What do you mean, a loser like me became the strongest person in this world?
