I feel bad for the kid who keeps on getting stuck with me, mainly because I rode his *** pretty hard on Monday. I had to because I had to teach him how to back roll while getting work done. Painting a black color in the sun, there is no room for mistakes, and he didn't like how i hustled him. Today I was easy on him, and it helped that he knew how to back roll perfectly today because I was so critical Monday. He asked me if we're just going to do exteriors this summer, and i think he asked that because he was deciding whether he was going to stay or not. Painting is a tough job. Tall ladders, snap judgments, we're always racing the paint. It's a brave perfections' career that pays ****.