My Life as a Dead Girl2015

Zach:
Okay. Explain to me why Roosevelt's election in 1932 is a turning point for America.

Brittany:
First, tell me what Negril is like.

Zach:
*Why* do you want to go there so bad?

Brittany:
Who wouldn't? It's beautiful there! Plus, there's a job op.

Zach:
What kinda job?

Brittany:
Bartender at the Shishu Resort. I heard you make like 200 bucks a day.

Zach:
[chuckles] Seriously, what's the job?

Brittany:
[smile fades] That's it. Bar-tending.

Zach:
[incredulous] Wait, that's seriously your plan for the future? Be a bartender?

Brittany:
[confident] What's wrong with that?

Zach:
Nothing, nothing, no, but why not go to college, get a degree in hotel management and run the bar? You'd make a lot more than 200 a day.

Brittany:
I don't think you understand. 200 a day is a lot of money.

Zach:
[starts illustrating on paper] Look at it this way: Two hundred a day times five days a week is $1000. That's $52,000 a year; that's great money; you're right, but it caps out; that's the most you could *ever* make doing that. Now, let's say you go to college and get a degree. Get hired as an assistant manager at a bar for 30K a year.

Brittany:
See? That's a lot less.

Zach:
Yeah, but it's only for two years. 'Cause after that, you get promoted to manager and you get bumped to 60K. Another two years, you've already made up the difference. Then, three years later, you get promoted to hotel manager for $80,000. Now, you're making bank and all the bartenders and hotel employees work for you.

Brittany:
[impressed] Wow. I guess you are right.

Zach:
Yeah. Math. History. Economics. I'm pretty much your guy. Oh, and believe it or not, I'm also on the varsity wrestling team, so if you need me to pin someone for you, I can do that, too.

Brittany:
[amused] Okay.

Zach:
So, should we get back to FDR and his New Deal?

Brittany:
Yeah.

Zach:
Okay.