BEDRIDDEN LIFE
Dwayne, Dino Nuggets, & the Nature of the Universe
Or Tweets, let’s be honest
It’s still not too late for a qualified Democratic candidate to enter the US presidential race. I think a person with a very large number of Instagram followers should run. So in that vein, it could either be Selena Gomez, Kylie Jenner, or Dwayne The Rock Johnson.
My mother is very young in spirit as a seventy-nine-year-old. But she’s bored. Socializing isn’t enough. Most of her friends have health problems. She’s looking for a part-time job but can’t find one. Unable to stand on her feet for hours, a cashier job would be out of the question.
I tried to think of what she could do for work. Rather, I said she needed to find a hobby. She said she didn’t have a hobby. I maintained that she still needed to find one. Then I thought, What could she do for work?
Perhaps be a mystery shopper or a security guard who sits down in a chair. What about a babysitter for hampsters? Or a park ranger who uses a golf cart? A gamer or social media manager?
The possibilities are endless, really.
Dino nuggets are gross. I ate nine of them the other day and wish I’d had a burrito instead.
