There’s a certain hour of the night when titles stop mattering.

There’s a moment in every blue-collar career where you stop and think:

You ever notice how December rolls in like a locomotive in notch eight?

Some lessons come from mentors, books, or those posters HR tapes on the wall.And then there are the lessons that come from a locomotive that refuses to start, a crew that’s pissed off, and a shift clock that somehow moves faster when everything is going wrong.

Every crew’s got one.The guy with the shiny new Milwaukee drill, four impact drivers, and a toolbox that looks like a NASCAR pit crew just unloaded it.And yet — somehow — the job still ain’t done right.

Somewhere between the invention of participation trophies and the rise of “influencer life coaches,” Common Sense quietly cleaned out his locker, turned in his hard hat, and walked off the job. Nobody noticed. HR didn’t even process his exit interview because the intern “didn’t feel comfortable asking hard questions.”