Having managed to score exactly 5 1/2 hours of temp work this summer, I am essentially making a living as a rock star. The last time we did this, I finally had to turn to a food pantry and only got through it because I was hired to be a rock star on a reality show. We're okay so far, just barely, and the few lucrative gigs I've got fall just before the mortgage is due at least.
This weekend, minus gas, I probably made about $10. At least I got these photos.