A day with a fat shadow. Today i gained 200+ something pounds. In the shape of my sadfuck trainee. Ah the mental brilliance of this creature. A few inches taller than me. Rocking the dad bod, (that tummy represents strength does it not?) Our day starts setting up parts and equipment for the day (it just got back from a week long training course with corporate out of state) and even with my instruction, manages to fuck it up, cause a water leak in the warehouse, and general mayhem. First call, i take over. Its seen it before but im giving it a refresher.  Second call i tell it to introduce us to the receptionist (company name, formerly company, reason to visit, point of contact, etc..) it mentally breaks this down for 3 words "company, for object" (confusion from employees until i clarify).  Rest of they day? It looked at water leakes and did not comprehend water leaks, it tried to remove a fuse without unplugging devices, it tried to check for water leaks without turning the water supply on. Drove 15 to 20 miles under the speed limit, generally hugging the outer white line. End of the day i asked it to pick up a tank full of water, i do this on a daily basis and it has height and weight over me. "Shouldn't i drain it first?" "Why?" "Less weight"...."just put it in the van" bent its back, not its knees, vein popped out of its face and with a grunting huffing noise it got the tank in the van! "Fuck you made that look hard" "im not used to that..." no shit sherlock.