Every heartbeat, baby, is a soundtrack to your life
This kid I work with pulls up today in a brand new fat-assed Chevrolet Corvette. He's maybe seventeen. He asks me how I like his new car. Initially, I think he must be joking.
"You purchased that on your salary from here?" I asked.
He says that his parents bought it for him. "And they don't want me to work," he explains.
"Well," I asked, "Why do you? I mean, dude, if I had that car, I would not be spending my Friday and Saturday nights here wearing a pink apron -- I'd be crusin' in that thing and pickin' up chicks."
He looks at me, huge diamonds dangling from several places in his ears and says, "You know, it's not always about the money, sometimes it's about the social interaction."
I walked away laughing.
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