I hear mom and dad talk about work and jobs and so I decided to I oughtta get myself a job. I thought about it and came up with some favorite places. So I announced last week at dinner that I now had a job. I was prepared when asked where. "Kroger," I responded. I wasn't prepared though when I got a barrage of questions like: "What to you do?" and "How much do you make?" and "When are you going to bring groceries home?" I didn't know what they were saying but I'm quick on my feet, so I promptly said, "I work with Mandy?" Then more questions about drugs and prescriptions and other mumbo jumbo. It doesn't matter anyway because I quit my job at Kroger. Mandy wasn't there the last two times I went anyway so when we went to Corner Bakery for our Friday breakfast I let it be known that I now worked at Corner Bakery. I didn't get any questions this time, so I guess mom and dad are satisfied with my new job. How could they not be? I just show up on Friday mornings, eat a blueberry muffin and leave. Who wouldn't want a job like that?
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