Twenty-Four is hard.

My co-worker told me she went to the Dentist this week. The dentist asked her how old she is
“24”
“That’s a hard age” the dentist said.
“I mean I guess, I’m having a hard time…but I’ve had my life laid out for me.”
“That’s like saying people that go to Harvard can’t be sad, or have a tough time,” the dentist said.
“Yeah, I guess” the co-worker said.
Twenty-four is a hard age.  Overqualified for many jobs, but underqualified, unlicensed for so many more.  Bills are real.

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