It's not really the case that GP thinks I am "just" like Edith Bunker, even though he thinks that is a good thing. Really what is going on is that he has combined my bunny and my cow into the stereotypical Edith Bunker like persona but he has also combined my monkey and my lioness into another persona which he likes which might be described as "the loyal slutty smart mafia wife". Anyway, I am continuing my training as Gambler's moll which really is a fun role for me because of my actuarial background and the fact that thanks to Denise Austin my figure is now 40/29/41 and thanks to the fact that I am in the company of a man who is 6'5" and tough looking I can wear 5 inch heels on top of my 5'9" so if I put on a black bodysuit and some low slung gray pinstripe slacks and some bright red lipstick pretty much all the old guys in the high stakes room look up from their game when I walk in which maybe I wouldn't like if I was more differentiated or mature but so what. Now you might think that it is stupid for somebody with an actuarial background to hangout with a gambler but GP plays with a team of controlled throwers so it ends up being basically a hobby/sport that pays for itself for him. My job is to stop idiots from placing their chips in the way of the throw or from crowding the thrower/shooter. If things go well I will get paid in chips and even if things go not so well I get all the shrimp I can eat from the buffet so it's win-win for me.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
