Let's be honest, now that it's just you and me baby, I fucking hate chlorine. And I'm just not masochistic enough to do food service. Maybe I'm still looking real hard for some thing to sell my soul too, but it's just not a competitive wage.
Though maybe, and I know I've been fighting this one for a while, it's not "just not," but rather "not just". I grew up with a 20 in my pocket, and yeah maybe I know how to live like I don't have a dime, but I don't want to live like that. And I don't know if I can without getting even more bitter, greedy, and crotchety. But hey, maybe that's the whole problem right there.
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