Today was the first time I have been offered a job by a six-year-old. Clay keeps a store in his room, in which he sells his art for "pieces of American money." Since one of his official classes in school this year is art, he has been adding to his collection every day. Apparently, business is really picking up, because this afternoon he informed me that I could work in his store if I wanted...and if I had a "vest or some sort of uniform to wear." When I inquired how much the position paid, he quickly retorted, "That depends on how hard you work!" Shrewd boss, right there, folks. I haven't committed to the job yet, but I'm thinking it could be just the thing for me...if I can find a vest to wear.
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