I am a carpenter with epilepsy. Fuckin great. That’s like a motivational speaker with turrets, a tattoo artist with Parkinson’s, a politician that’s not able to spew nonsense. Out of all the career paths I could have chosen that don’t require me at heights. I chose carpentry, a thankless job that doesent have much of monetary growth. Most people think I am going to scam them before I even walk into their house.(I don’t I am way too god damn honest) I was learning to take all the crap that went with the job. But now? Hey lets throw possible seizures into the mix that might be fun? Right? No its not, it sucks. I am way too stupid to learn anything new. Maybe I will get lucky and die. —future burger flipper