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>"So... Inco told me you're a pretty good painter?"
>"Well it's my livelihood so I hope so."
>"How does that stuff even work? When I think of art being sold I think of pieces of crap being sold for millions of dollars as a way to launder money."
>"Nah, nothing like that. It's more small than that, good enough for it to cost thousands of dollars, but it's more so a low-range rather than rich people. A good friend handles all the selling and handling, so I don't know much about it myself, you'd have to go ask her. What about you?"
>"Oh, I'm a music teacher. Used to do middle school but I work at my old high school now."
>"Really? I was considering trying to become an art teacher originally, but when I think of how many shithead kids I'd have to deal with I let go of that idea pretty quickly."
>"Yeah, it's definitely not the job for everyone, but considering I used to be one of those shithead teens I have a pretty good handle on how to deal with them. Now that I think about it I feel like I was always destined to be a teacher."
>"Was it always music? Or.."
>"Oh music always. Even before I could speak speak full sentences I knew that whatever I ended up doing in life it HAD to be related to music somewhat. Learned Piano when I was 7 on my grandmother's old piano. Got really into guitar when I was 12. Really wanted to be a rockstar around that time, even started a band with my friends in highschool."
>"Were you any good?"
>"Mmm... maybe when we weren't trying to do double bass and drums in a 3 man band."
>"Yeesh."
>"Yeah, my bestie Trish wanted it to be our 'thing' when we 'blew up' or whatever, I'm not really cutout for that kinda life anyways, especially knowing how most of them end up ODing in a bathtub or some shit like that. I've got a hunk of a husband and cutest little twins in the world and I would never trade them for anything. Plus teaching is nice."
>"I'm sure the pay isn't."
>"Oh god no. Anon's definitely the breadwinner."
>"So... Inco told me you're a pretty good painter?"
>"Well it's my livelihood so I hope so."
>"How does that stuff even work? When I think of art being sold I think of pieces of crap being sold for millions of dollars as a way to launder money."
>"Nah, nothing like that. It's more small than that, good enough for it to cost thousands of dollars, but it's more so a low-range rather than rich people. A good friend handles all the selling and handling, so I don't know much about it myself, you'd have to go ask her. What about you?"
>"Oh, I'm a music teacher. Used to do middle school but I work at my old high school now."
>"Really? I was considering trying to become an art teacher originally, but when I think of how many shithead kids I'd have to deal with I let go of that idea pretty quickly."
>"Yeah, it's definitely not the job for everyone, but considering I used to be one of those shithead teens I have a pretty good handle on how to deal with them. Now that I think about it I feel like I was always destined to be a teacher."
>"Was it always music? Or.."
>"Oh music always. Even before I could speak speak full sentences I knew that whatever I ended up doing in life it HAD to be related to music somewhat. Learned Piano when I was 7 on my grandmother's old piano. Got really into guitar when I was 12. Really wanted to be a rockstar around that time, even started a band with my friends in highschool."
>"Were you any good?"
>"Mmm... maybe when we weren't trying to do double bass and drums in a 3 man band."
>"Yeesh."
>"Yeah, my bestie Trish wanted it to be our 'thing' when we 'blew up' or whatever, I'm not really cutout for that kinda life anyways, especially knowing how most of them end up ODing in a bathtub or some shit like that. I've got a hunk of a husband and cutest little twins in the world and I would never trade them for anything. Plus teaching is nice."
>"I'm sure the pay isn't."
>"Oh god no. Anon's definitely the breadwinner."