We had a crappy, crappy craptastic meeting this morning at work. The knob has gone over to the dark side. He sort of confronted the owner on Friday about the lack of means to get all the jobs done. We don't have enough equipment for all of the crews and he said that as it goes now, he can't do the job. He pretty much resigned too, again. He did this last year at this time also. All these jobs are under-bid too. That is where much of these problems start I think. Well, the owner took this for a very short time before he brought him into the office for a lesson on Monday. So then today, Tuesday, we have the worst meeting I have ever been in. it was totally shitty. It was a my-way or the high-way sort of confrontation with a pretense of dialogue for pc consumption. What happened is that the owner doesn't like to lose so he threw it back at him, like two monkeys throwing poo at each other. What lovely shit! Which describes the writing on the wall. A**holes. G'night.