Rockstar: Mum. I had a dream last night.
Me: What did you dream about?
Rockstar: I quit my job and hired an agent.
(We’ve never had a conversation about agents so he must’ve picked it up from his friends again. I just thought it was hilarious (and very coincidental) that I told him we made the Singapore Blog Awards finals and he talks to me about an agent… But I can make a calculated guess which schoolmate he got it from, because for a few days he was talking about how he now had a “boss,” who was this other boy in school – and then he wasn’t very pleased when I explained the concept of boss and subordinate……)
Me: <bit startled> What job did you used to have?
Rockstar: Policeman. Catching bad guys in the playground.
Me: And what does your agent do?
Rockstar: Get me another job. Banker. Who drives a Jelly-copter.
Me: Bankers don’t drive – Helicopters?
Rockstar: Jelly-copter. Helicopter that wobbles in the sky is a Jelly-copter.
Me: You got that from one of your clever, clever friends in school again, didn’t you?
Rockstar: Yeah! (Classmate) was asking us yesterday what flies in the sky and wobbles!
(Sure enough, next school drop-off I mention to one of Rockstar’s Partners In Crime about the Jelly-copter, and am rewarded with an ear-to-ear grin)
Rockstar: But then the banker job didn’t work because too many people quit.
Me: Why do many bankers quit?
Rockstar: Not enough work. So they quit. And I quit. And then I caught a train and went to the zoo.
Me: Were you looking for a job at the zoo?
Rockstar: Yeah! I got a job catching ants. Big butt ants. <holds fingers up to show how big> See? People keep asking me to catch ants all day.
Rockstar: <ignoring me> Then I quit the job because too many people were quitting and I thought it would be too difficult to catch ants. Too many ants.
Me: So…. Now you quit because there’s too much work? You don’t think maybe you can charge more money, now they don’t have enough ant catchers?
Rockstar: I don’t need a lot, I got all my Lego. And I got my iPod.