Contract negociation. Oh, boy. Come the first of the year Hell, Inc. is going to offer me some rediculously low sum of money to supervise 30 states (and one US territory). I have decided that if they don't meet my specifications on salary, I'm gonna tell them to kiss my purdy little arse.
I can always be a cocktail waitress in a stip joint and make more money than I make now, right Mom?