Been working in LA for two months, and I come back and have the worst week from hell I have ever had. Monday I damn near get into a fist fight with a guy on a job in San Fransisco, get pulled out of the room by my shirt from the guy I was working with. Tuesday I proceed to track Urothane( black sealant used for windshields) on to a lady's brand new carpet. Find out today that the carpet is some very expensive brand, supposed to be the best, Oh ya and custom dyde so it can,t be matched unless replaced completly. Estimate-7 to $10,000 to replace. And then today first off drive under a low overhang in my work van( glass van w/roof rack and side rack to carry glass) and tear off four of the 6" uprights on the roof rack, that I use to tie stuff to. THEN, my next job I end up breaking one of the two insulated units for this guy's house in South San Francisco, While trying to install them. SOMEBODY PLEASE SHOOT ME!!!!! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY MORE!!!! So do you think I need a vacation?