
Sunday morning at the Hideout
When you are working a location as an oilfield security guard there are some universal rules even though you are a 1099 contractor. No guns, no drugs, no alcohol. I always abide by the rules even when the Company Man pointedly asks me if “I have protection?” and then follows the statement up with the reveal of a rather large handgun and “This place is the Wild West.
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