Fuck off. I’m working at a steel mill in Indiana. I don’t get to see my wife for 2 weeks. Some days I work 10-12 hours, only to go back to my hotel (that doesn’t have a bar mind you) and be too tired to go to dinner so I eat a salad in my room and drink a glass of wine by myself. Quitcherbitchin. I’m sure you’re making eleventybillion dollars in Iraq.
Seriously though, thanks for being over there so that I can be here doing my thing safely and securely and freely. I personally appreciate it. Thank you.