Wayne (45): It was all ‘Wayne do this’ and ‘Wayne do that’ – I was sick of it. I’m 45 years old – FOR-TY-FIVE, I’m nobody’s gofer, so I resigned.
Wayne’s friend (40): OK Wayne, but it was a good job – and you’re 45, it’s going to be difficult for you to get another job.
Wayne: Well, we’ll see whether I can get something straight away or not, but for now – you know what? - I’ve got respect.
Gustavo’s comment: Nice euphemistic way of saying I prefer to laze around scratching myself...
Loosely translated from Blogudeces de la Vida Cotidiana, with thanks to Gustavo.