Welp, no dice.
About 500 pistons in the tendon in my left arm gave out. Felt a sharp pain and I couldn't straighten it anymore.
That fucking place was absolutely nothing like what I agreed to. Fucking people were nasty, come to find out you have to know how to do every job in there, and you don't get hours. You show up when they tell you to, and you work 12 hours or more 7 days a week. No safety regulations other than earplugs and safety glasses despite the carbon and heated chemicals everywhere. You get 15 minutes to sit down and have a drink 3 times a day.
You'd have it better in prison, and that's not an exaggeration :lol:
Back to job hunting...