Shoes: "Didn't you tell me all of your friends who graduated in the Spring have found jobs?"
Me: "Yeah, but, we'll have one more year of yucky economy by the time I graduate and the cuts are coming fast and hard."
Shoes: " 'Yucky economy?' Technical term? I know you love the public sector, babe."
Me: "Yeah, and I have to pay my student loans back or I'll go to PRISON."
Shoes: "Uhhh ... "
Me: "Will you stay married to me if I go to PRISON?"
Shoes: "Yeah, I think so. But you should probably concentrate first on, you know, eating dinner. Then maybe some sleep would be good ... "