What is the greatest sorrow in life? There is neither a job nor a man.
This is what my mother said about me. She said, "So, are you willing to accept it?"
Are you willing? No, I'm not willing to give in. Why do those women who are not as good-looking as me, who are not as well educated as me, and who are not as nice as me, dare to behave in front of me? Because they either go through the back door to find a stable job, or hook up with a long-term meal ticket, but I, despite being unemployed, haven't given away anything I brought with me, such as my first love.