So, about my last diary entry about that MIG welding job, turns out the guy who needed a MIG welder was a fucktard. He requested that I weld for him, so I did, he said that I had excellent welding skills and that I definitely knew what I was doing, which I do. He then wanted to see me oxy-acetelyne cut, so I did. I never practiced that in high school because I never had the need to, so I was a bit scratchy with it. So he tell me that the wheels that they weld on the racks that carry the glass go bad, and when they do, they pretty much melt the weld off with the oxy-acetelyne torch. He told me that he was looking for someone efficient in that. He called it "washburning" which I have never heard of in my 4+ years of training (probably because he made it up). So I pretty much didn't get the job because I was a bit rusty with a torch, even though I could have practiced and got better. I thought he wanted a MIG welder, not some fucking washburn freak. If the wheels go bad so often, why don't you fucking bolt it on the racks and replace them when they go bad, instead of "washburning" it off. Makes a bit more sense now doesn't it? Fucktard. So some smelly ass perverted old fuck probably got the job like always, just because I am a girl and I obviously don't know what I am doing.... But I dont really care because it was an hour away and they were moving 2 hours away in a couple of years.