And ah, when you work out where to draw the line . . .

Snippet of a Month-and-a-Half Old Conversation - "Well, at least I have a job."

Unspoken Response: "Hey, you have a job, we're all proud of you, Golden Boy. You've also broke the time record for putting on Golden Handcuffs. I mean, within your first six months working at Phuqued Firm, you buy a car whose monthly payment is about three-fourths of my rent, you get engaged to a woman you had been sleeping around on at least a month into your engagement and who has made it very clear she wants two kids and a house within a year after the marriage, and that's on top of student loan payments and all the asundry bills you had before you started working. And let's not forget that Phuqued Firm pays you half as much for twice the work you'd be doing at a second-tier firm. Good for you, Golden Boy."