"Oh yeah?" I say. "Where are you going?"
"To the office. I'm a lawyer." She smiles.
"Hm. What do lawyers do?"
She opens her purse, and pulls out a pencil. She holds it out toward me, and confidently says, "They count pencils!"
Not quite sure how she arrived at this conclusion, I ask another question.
"When your Daddy goes to work, what does he do? Is he a lawyer?"
"No," she says. "He's a genius!"
"A genius? Well, what kind of work does a genius do?"
"Nothing."
Haha! Don't you wish that lawyers just counted pencils? :)
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