Woodstain... a new kind of hair gel?
Looks like the moment I finish exams I'm back to work. I called my dad after I finished my exam and it went something like this.
Me: Hi dad how are you?
Dad: How did the test go?
Me: Good I finished really fast.
Dad: You should come see me. I want to have lunch with you.
Me: I'm not wearing work clothes.
Dad: Maybe you should go change and then come see me.
Le sigh. Seeing my dad means working with him. And.. oh boy! we started staining fences again. A tedious job if there ever was one. So now I'm covered with woodstain because I refuse to scrub my arms with varsol and lose 15 layers of skin. At least my uncle was working with us. He's freakin hilarious.
Me: Hi dad how are you?
Dad: How did the test go?
Me: Good I finished really fast.
Dad: You should come see me. I want to have lunch with you.
Me: I'm not wearing work clothes.
Dad: Maybe you should go change and then come see me.
Le sigh. Seeing my dad means working with him. And.. oh boy! we started staining fences again. A tedious job if there ever was one. So now I'm covered with woodstain because I refuse to scrub my arms with varsol and lose 15 layers of skin. At least my uncle was working with us. He's freakin hilarious.