Maybe I don’t have a job after all…

I recently discovered that Meg, despite knowing me for a year, has absolutely no idea what I do for income.  Do I work in an office?  A restaurant?  A hot dog stand?  Who knows…

Well, I accidentally gave her a hint the other night, but still haven’t said exactly.  If anyone has any ideas as to what I should imply to Meg that I do for a living, then please let me know in a comment.

Oh, and if Meg is reading this, please disregard.

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