I know. Maybe I could hook up with some like.minded women friends and we could open a business:
Day Care Center for Called In Sick Husbands.
Think it would fly? Wives could send their whiney ass hubby’s to My Center where I’ll give ’em ginger miso soup and Ill have the TV all programmed for marathon Terminator, Die Hard, Cape Fear, and Office Space.
And I will charge them out the whazoo. And then send them home at 5PM. Clock out and go back to my Real Life doing as I please.
I think I could get rich on this. Not sure it’d be worth the grief. They’d have to sign a No Grief clause I guess.
So. Read any good books lately?