Life is hard, and frankly I don’t know a lot about it. Which is to say, I can’t work on cars and stuff like that. I tried selling church pews for a few months 10 or so years back; I can’t even really remember what happened with that. I made one sale I think. Point is, for my main source of income, this is kind of all I have. There is no fall back, and I’m scared to do Uber. I keep thinking I’ll get killed or end up in some situation that will end with me making me a really wrong decision that will get me on the news or turn me into some viral punch line—some sort of depressing story my kids will tell at the end of a good first date or something, and it’ll be some “oh man, that’s terrible, I’m sorry” moment. Maybe that’ll lead to a great relationship or something, but still, I can’t count on it. I do think I could have been a famous actor. But I stopped doing it when I was a kid for some reason, so I’m not. This is what I do and I have to make money from it somehow. I have to. You totally don’t have to give. But to feel OK about spending the time on this stuff, I have to ask.
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