Part of this storyline originated from the secret desire I’d had to work in a library. When I was a broke artist, I needed a side job to keep me afloat. A library was never going to pay enough (or I thought), so I took a job waitressing, which I did for a few years. I hated it (smoking was still allowed in restaurants! Remember those days?), but at least it allowed me to survive financially.
Part of this storyline originated from the secret desire I’d had to work in a library. When I was a broke artist, I needed a side job to keep me afloat. A library was never going to pay enough (or I thought), so I took a job waitressing, which I did for a few years. I hated it (smoking was still allowed in restaurants! Remember those days?), but at least it allowed me to survive financially.