Proof(s)
#1: I wear a lime-green shirt and dark-grey shorts, no matter the weather.
#2: Our logo looks like the Death Star. Or, as I see it, a Pokéball.
#C: We carry shit. All the time.
4¤: We are a nigh-all men working force, with two and a half womens in a group of 20+
:D: At about 4 AM any conversation piece becomes intermingled with grunts, shouts, random obscenities and accusations of "stealing our jobs"
!!!!!: At 6 AM, those are the only things composing conversations
#7: At half past 6 AM I am roaring like a World Eaters Chaos Marine while I tear large boxes of cardboard into tiny pieces with my man-fists, bellowing out a confident challenge to any who would dare oppose my reign. Often times, these calls of dominance are echoed across the vast plains of the warehouse by other Warlords.
#8: I sleep to 3 PM.