Jobs Are Like Baths

Hello! Everyone! Jemima Jones Beck here.
The beginning of another week is upon us, and, as usual, the only thing that anyone in the Beck household can think about is the fact that Mom and Dad both have to go back to work tomorrow, something that they are dreading.
As a pug I find the concept of work hard to understand. Especially the whole "I hate what I do but I'm doing it everyday anyways" part of it. I mean, if Mom and Dad are both miserable, shouldn't they not work anymore?
No? That's not how it works? Well, I guess that I just don't get it, and probably never will. I mean, I hate baths, so I only take them when Mom and Dad make me and...oh...!! I get it!! Someone is MAKING Mom and Dad work!
Well, now that I understand that part of it, I guess that I can relate. Jobs are like baths, horrible and wet, and you don't go there by choice!
Love,
Jemima Jones Beck