[Text, March 12]

[pushed]

Ok, I'm asking. What is everyone's job? I'm looking for that one guy who has a worse job than mine. Just one.

And I'm hoping Taco Tuesdays aren't a thing here. That's just a disaster waiting to happen.

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[takeitslow]

True. But I'm glad about it. Makes my job a whole lot easier.

[Peter stares for all of a few seconds before he begins to crack up. Forget getting a response out of him, he's too busy laughing.]

[pushed]

Okay, good talk.

[takeitslow]

Sorry. [He's not. He's still chuckling.] But you have to admit it's funny. Come on, dude. You came to space and got stuck as the garbage man.

[pushed]

And you're a glorified babysitter. Not so sure any of us got good deals.

[takeitslow]

Yeah, but my job is a lot less gross. Babysitting grown people is pretty easy, you know? But, I get it. Not like they asked any of us first. Kind of a stupid way of assigning jobs.

[pushed]

I guess someone's gotta do it. That's just the way luck goes sometimes.

[takeitslow]

Dude, that's such a mature way to look at it. Gross. Get it off your chest, complain more. It makes you feel better, I swear.

[pushed]

Nah man, we all gotta grow up sometime. And I practically have a kid.

[the actual mature one.]

[takeitslow]

Does having a kid mean you can't complain? Cause if so my mother has a lot of explaining to do.