“Something doesn’t look right.” I thought about the work I’d left him with and didn’t understand how it was possible for him to screw up any part of it. He should have been done by then. He should have been helping out on the floor. “How?” I heard the edge in my own voice. I really was fed up with him. I was so fed up, I was almost to the point of being past caring about whether or not he got fired for messing up so often. “Look… you need to get back so you can fix it,” the man-child claimed.
Bro PLEASE get rid of this man idk if I can take it anymore
