Why my new job is far superior to my old job.

Two words: Field. Trips. I didn’t used to get paid to go to Grasshopper games in the middle of the day. But now I do. Take that, old job!

(I really liked my old job. But this one is pretty great, too.)

((Alisa asked if I made the kids sing the waffle song. And the answer is: Of course. Of course I did.))

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