My problem with jobs is as follows: You look for one, you find one, then you gotta go there everyday. Until you work for a school district. Then you get unassigned in April, possibly get a new assignment by September, possibly don’t. Or you find a new job in your new county of residence, instead of commuting twenty miles a day (one way).
Either way, it kinda sucks when you buy a new house one week, then lose your job the next.
We’ll be fine. Don’t be crying for me out there — my job buys the groceries and that’s about it.
Ha, just kidding. We’ll be fine. Steve is The Man and you know how that one goes — if you’re just a girl you make half the money, work twice as hard, and people demand blow jobs of various sorts.
(Is it OK to say that here? “Various sorts”???)
Then eventually you get kicked out on your ass. The End. That’s the life of a girl. Man, do I want better for my daughter.