A typical conversation from a typical evening at home:
"Awww..." I said, "I don't wanna work."
Mom: "Me neither."
Me: "I should just quit my job. I'll be an artist."
Mom: "You've tried that before."
Me: "Yeah, but I always had to get a job, so I have never been a full time artist. I always want to 'eat' and 'pay rent'. I should just be homeless. Less stressful."
Mom: "You know we would never let you be homeless."
Me: "Yeah, but you would be mad at me."
Mom: "Maybe you should just find a rich man to take care of you."
Me: "Mom, I already HAVE a man."
Boyfriend (From the other room where Boyfriend and Dad are playing cards): "Wait, what?"
Me (walking in to the other room): "Mom says I should find a rich husband, but I told her I already had a man."
Dad: "Well, we're rich in the things that matter."
Me: "So I can quit my job?"
Dad (chuckling evilly): "As long as you don't mind eating the 'things that matter'."
I guess this means I will be going to work tomorrow.