So, for clarity's sake, let's call the wine store Job #1. I spend most of my time there, and I love it.
J from Job #1's wife manages two children's clothing stores at the mall. When the whole disaster happened, he called her and hooked me up with a part-time gig.
Yes, it is true that I don't like children. And yes, it is also true that I don't want to get back into retail like that. But, it's fabulous exercise and it brings in extra $. As we are all about the Benjamins these days, it fits. And, it keeps me from laying around in bed all day sleeping. So, I will listen to the screaming and dodge the mommies and see if something interesting comes of it.
If nothing else, it will cover the car payments. That is brilliant.
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