ask a simple question, you'll get an answer that you has nothing to do with what you're asking, but i thought it was funny, so there's that

My oldest son had a school assignment tonight that required him to interview someone about their job. This is probably the third time this quarter he's had this assignment, but when class time for this particular class apparently often involves watching episodes of Dirty Jobs, I guess I should just be happy he's finally got some homework.

His plan was to interview his dad, but because he's already interviewed him about this matter twice before, and because what the heck am I, chopped liver, I made him interview me. I'm exciting! I'm interesting! Sure, I don't sell tools to the tool-less, but what I do is important, too!

Sort of.

Also, by doing this, I get out of helping with the essay on Andrew Jackson that's also on the homework docket tonight, so take that, big time tool salesman!

Anyway, my son relented, sharpened his pencil, and posed his first question, which was "What was your first job in high school?"

To which I answered - "I was working part time at a five and dime. My boss was Mr. McGee."

He started to write that down on his paper, and I almost let him, but then I started to feel guilty because I didn't want to jeopardize that straight A he's built from watching television, so I corrected him, but I tell ya, if I had the chance to do it all again, I wouldn't change...my answer.

Oh, yes I would. I would have told him exactly what I did at my first job. I worked the diner all day. Working for my man, I brought home my pay. For love.

For love.

Kids today just don't get mah sweet jams.