I'll tell you what boys..I'm starting to have more faith in young people, I never blame them for the way they are..look at the world they live in and who's raising them collectively.
My little buddy Dustin has worked for us for a year...he's 22, When that kid started I don't think he had a sniff of testosterone in him..ate junk food..looked like a little slacker with some of the queerest tattoos I've ever seen...loved his xbox..played on snapchat...never knew his dad..his mom sucks dicks for drugs..the kid and his life were a total mess, but he had the balls to show up..that was good enough for me.
My man is changing..in a major way, I'm proud of him, the muscle that kid has put on in a year is unreal and his demeanor has changed a bunch, I basically adopted him, he was terrified of me when he started now he calls me just to talk to me and ask me how to handle certain things.
I gotta get those green earrings out of his ears and get those tattoos re-done and he'll be a finished product.