Originally posted on 02/02/2012:
TTW's is confused.
I'm working. He sits at home taking pysch meds withering around decaying relatives and calls that "work".
Someone tell TT that in some parts of the country----adults wake up and perform a task that they get paid for comensurate with their talent and experience. I know it's crazy this thing called employment, but it does allow some of us to provide shelter, clothing, food, automobiles, and school tuition for our kids.