Lately there has been a flurry of activity in retirees re-entering the work force. I’ve been exploring my options and found a new career awaiting me!
No more wallowing in the pit of despair for the perpetually unemployed Professor. I’ve got my bow-tie, corsage, breath-mints and lip balm. Hair gassed back and smacker all puckered up—all set!
I know it’s a tough job, but someone has to do it. I’m up for the task and, outside of a cold sore or two, what could stop me from succeeding? Who would stand in my way?