. . . Here is a picture of me:

I've had kind of a bad day, and I don't want to talk about it much.
Here is a picture of my wife:

She's pretty good looking actually, except this is a picture of her when she's
thrilled to see me.
Somehow when I prepared myself for a career in public service, I expected it to be more like this:

It hasn't worked out like that as much as I'd hoped. C'mon people, cut me some slack. If I want to have a good time, it costs me
$5,500 an hour. Do you know how long it takes me to
get $5,500? On a government salary? A lot longer than an hour, let me tell you. Do you think you could lighten up once in a while and be a little more forgiving? Now let's pull ourselves together and focus on what's really important: the
bond insurance industry.
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