My harpee wife has been screaming at me for years to git a second job cause we are always broke. I have totally given up on any hope of ever being happy and i have no pride or shame left in me anymore. so today i git up, put on my best pants (my toll booth uniform pants) and a purple shirt with big orange stripes and drive on down to the Lowes and ask for a job. It took me a long time to fill out the aplication cause it was on the computer but i got it all done then i asked to speak to the manager and she took me into her office and i told her my whole sad story of how my wife is a ***** and a shrew and i really need this job cause its the only way she will stop nagging me and i really want to not even go home and i will work nights and everything. I started pouring on the tears and blubbering (like i said, i ain't got a ounce of pride left in me) and when i fell outtta my chair and started flopping around on the floor bawling and peed my pants she called in two more assintent managers and they finally got me calmed down and said she would try and call me tomorrow about the job. Do y'all think i got the job? I can't bear the thought of having to deal with my sasquatch of a wife about this another second.