Office Space 2... sortof.
I doubt that very many people my age desperately want an office job. Obviously the dream should be more along the lines of rock star or actress, something with high glamour and high visibility. Lately, for me, the dream has been a job at a desk, where I'd answer phones, copy memos, and file all day to my heart's content, making somewhere between 8 and 10 dollars an hour.
A few days ago, Cj's grandpa called me a 20-year old Old Person.
I'm starting to think he's right.
Except that now, my hair's pink. So ha.