The One Where Ms. Y. Goes Behind the Scenes

My story is different. I’m single, I don’t have kids, and I live in a tiny apartment in the Bay Area. I don’t have a two-income household, nor a dining room, nor a basement. I expect to be compensated for the hours that I work because I can’t afford to volunteer my day due to the high cost of living in the Bay (though I always volunteer if my PTA needs me at a special event where I can pass out my postcards).

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