know what you mean. One of these days, I'm going to quit cutting other peoples lawns, and get a REAL JOB!
One that involves me hanging out in front of Home Depot, wearing white shirts with paint spatted all over it, spewing spanish at a mad fast pace. (In my brown 1980's truck no less, with the big rims, and "VIVA SELENA" written on the back of my window.)