a job is a J-O-B, it gets me what i want, and i want is money to have this great life i'm enjoying. i've been poorer, and it sucks. eileen, alex the wonder dog, princess peanut, the cats, my nutty family, my house and yard my friends, books, computer, music those are life, and that is what counts to me. if i lost everything tomorrow, i know, that what i've had is more then 95% of the rest of the world and i've been very very blessed. i know there are jobs that i will not do, there are jobs that i cannot do. i don't want to live in a cardboard box behind a store on main street with a german shepard named thor when i'm an old woman, so the money i can and do get, goes toward that dream of living comfortably when i'm an old. if i have to eat crow for 5-10 years so i can lay aside enough for comfort when i'm older, pass the hot sauce. i have had great jobs and i've had lousy jobs, but they are just J-O-B-S, not who or what i am, they're what i've done. kuhio, i don't think you're weird