Lessons from a new job

As you may know, I've landed a part-time gig at the Children's Museum in town. It's working out well. The responsibilities are interesting, my coworkers are really nice, and, thus far, it's the least stressful job I've had in years. (Plus, Freaks+Weirdos, get a load of this: There is a full pot of yummy Batdorf and Bronson coffee for the employees at all times--and, because I don't have to make the coffee, I don't have to worry about embarrassing incidents like coffeemakers catching on fire.)

Here's a little something I've learned from my first few weeks there:

Looking for the most effective form of birth control? Work at a children's museum. Specifically, work right next to the staircase that deposits you directly into the fun-filled exhibits. That way, you can't see the little kids being their cute and funny selves--you'll just hear them screaming and whining at the top of their lungs ALL DAY LONG. And any desire to have children will be promptly quelled.

Forget about the rhythm method. This one is 100% effective.