Thread by @InteriorCrocod8

I wanna straight scream at at a another squad boss, and I wanna deck another.
I kinda wanna hit them both. Ones racist the other is sexist and can barely drive.

One tried to fight me over some racist shit and he's obviously not fired. I wanna go home I'm fucking done with this fire call, and the hard part is knowing all I have to do to go home is hit one of them. But then I'm fired and lose out on a shit load of money during a pandemic.

I constantly think about separating the two from the crew and making up an infraction while I don't have witnesses.

Or maybe I just jump off the cliff on our morning patrol. Driving off the cliff Thelma and Louise style isn't an option. I like my squad.

I've never been more annoyed in my life to carry a fucking radio. I need to get my own radio harness. This one smells like boogers and cigarettes. Well the cigarettes are my fault, but God damn it.

Our chainsaws are fucked and need servicing. I spent my rnr fixing the fucking sawyer bag cause we were missing shit on our first run so I spent maybe 3-4 hours with my partner total between three days.

Usually I'm fucking stoked to fight fires. This run fucking sucks. I want to go home and fuck my girlfriend and tell her I love her.
I'm worn out pissed off and still hiking, chain smoking at 7500ft. I've done almost a carton in 5 days.

I wonder how much workmans comp pays out of I nic my leg with the saw.