I was a waitress at a denny's type all-night restaurant, when i didnt even know that soup and salad courses were served before the entree. I was a perfume girl (but for men's cologne), i served jelly samples (bonne maman) in a grocery store, i was paid to influence voters at the polls (for like a city councilman or something), then i started working as a computer programmer, for thirty years of hell, discrimination, and intimidation. Then i was a manicurist who cleaned the entire shop on the weekend, including the bathrooms.

And i lived at my mom's and washed her clothes and her dishes and her smoke and bacon-grease encrusted kitchen while she and her sister belittled me, until they were silenced by what i can do with a little ammonia and a sponge. Oh, it just occurred to me - there was another option!