It’s about 10 years ago that I told him:
“I don’t care what you do, but get a job.”
His eyes glassed over and I could tell I was close to losing him back to addiction…
” I don’t care what you do! I don’t care if you separate pepper from fly shit with boxing gloves on… Just get a fucking job. ”
He laughed and came back.
Today I called and he texted back that he was working. A lawyer.