A Matter of Lice and Death

Now and again I find it amusing to browse Craiglist for employment opportunities. And who knows, one day I might find the perfect job, namely one that pays me a large sum of money for doing very little work. Oh, and it must be a position to which I can report as suits my schedule. 
Studly assures me that I need not work, but occasionally I’d like to have a bit of my own money so I can purchase things like birthday and anniversary gifts for him without having to fib. “Oh, that $200 missing from our account, um, that was for groceries.” 

He knows I don’t buy groceries, so why do I bother? It’s part of the game, I suppose. 

Anyway, I looked on Craigslist this afternoon and discovered a few interesting positions:

  
Of these, Head Lice Removal Technician and Funeral Associate sound promising. Who’s willing to serve as a reference?

  

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

7 thoughts on “A Matter of Lice and Death”

  1. Funeral Associate reeks of death of a salesman. You could pitch someone a plot. Or up-sell a tombstone. But I would imagine that there would be just as much nit picking as in your other chosen career option.

    Doug

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