It's kinda crazy to think that just around a year ago I was getting up at 3am driving an hour to a 12 hour work day driving 100+ miles between 30+ stops, fighting with every asshole manager at every stop then 2 hours in traffic home, literally hating everyday. More or less waiting to get fired like a dozen other drivers before me.
And now I'm a few days away from starting at what was just a day dream. At a shop that's 2 blocks from my house, with some of the most talented barbers I've met, where they cut a bunch of Raiders. No more managers, no more demanding customers, or sales reports, or red-tape bullshit, etc etc...Just me doing what I want to be doing.
It's sounds cliché and dorky to say but any of you can do whatever you want, cut the bullshit and excuses and get to work...brehs...