My managerโ I said, โhe wonโt give me a raise. I live a dead beat life, my son Paul ran away at age six.
I canโt climb the corporate ladder due to mark. Who prevents me from doing soโ
W-well I'm sorry, I'm an owner of a business, if you'd like to think about it? You'll be my editor for my novels, I'll pay you $45 an hour? *I ask a bit shyly*