Yeah, you're right. I'm just tired of this little boy's bullshit.

But I hung around the back shop, not the waiting room. Why would i go there three days on a row to hang in the fuclign waiting room?

They gave me a mask so I was in the booth too. The painter was one smooth motherfucker. About 45 to 50 years old I would guess.

His arm just kinda glided over the car as he did his work. Some of the time he looked like a slow motion, dancing robot. it was cool to watch him work.