A Mean Piece of Crap at the Camp Lejeune Wood Hobby Shop

In the 90s I was stationed in Camp Lejeune North Carolina and was trying to make some furniture for myself. I was taking some wood out of my truck, and the fat piece of government employed crap that ran the shop said in a nasty tone, "You're not using that wood in my shop." I gave him the death glare and bought my own tools and worked it in my garage. But I still remember what a piece of nasty taxpayer sponge he was. I took a look and saw the hours at that shop are 11:30 to 19:30, I see their work ethic remains the same. That's the kind of shit we had to put up with as Marines from those civilian assholes. Paid them top dollar for nasty attitude, and shitty work.