Jeremy’s Perspective John, Jake, and I rang Brad’s doorbell a little before 6:30. He had been trying hard to get us to sign an exclusive contract with him for equipment and associated maintenance for about a month now. I was already ready to sign; Brad’s competitors were all older, out of shape, fat fucks. John …
Grainger
I live in a state in the Southeast in a rural county with three small towns. The towns are about seven to ten miles away from each other, so you’re usually stuck in them. The next biggest city is over twenty miles away, so everything has to be planned out ahead; otherwise, you have to …