"Wanted something different." He says, one elbow shoved up against the table, propping himself up, "I've worked jobs I've hated my whole life doing stupid shit that doesn't amount to anything. Take these thousand units of mouthwashing bottles from this planet to that planet. Who the fuck cares? Who needs that much mouthwash anyway?"

Yes, he really is that bitter about fucking mouthwash. But more importantly, he wanted to do something that matters. Raising animals? Planting crops? Doing tangeble things that you can actually see the results of? It fucking matters. Not mouthwash, a luxury product that no one actually needs. Just use a goddamned toothbrush.