Bob Returns Home with Bad News



Bob tells his wife Susan that he lost his job. Susan suggests that he start his own business.



Susan: What's the matter, dear? 

Bob: Susan, I got canned today at work. 

Susan: But Bob, you were Peter's right-hand man! 

Bob: Yes, and he stabbed me in the back. 

Susan: Keep your chin up. Maybe he'll change his mind and take you back. 

Bob: When pigs fly! Once he makes up his mind, he never changes it. Besides, I told him off. 

Susan: Look on the bright side: you won't have to set eyes on Peter ever again. 

Bob: Thank goodness for that! 

Susan: Hang in there. I'm sure you won't be out of work for long. 

Bob: In the meantime, we'll have to live from hand to mouth. 

Susan: Don't get too stressed out, Bob. We'll make ends meet. 

Bob: I can always get a job at McDonald's as a last resort. 

Susan: I don't think they're hiring right now. 

Bob: If worse comes to worst, we can sell our home and move into a tent. 

Susan: Let's think big! Maybe you can start your own business. 

Bob: Easier said than done!