(via ShelfAwareness this morning)
This reminded me of a segment from one of my client's novels about how athletic trainers "get summers off":
“That job of yours doesn’t leave much time for anything.”
I shrugged. “I have summers off.”
“Uh-huh. Summer starts when?”
“And you go back to work when?”
“First of August, to get ready for fall sports. Practices start around the tenth.”
“So, two months completely off.”
“Except for summer camps.”
Clint held up a hand and ticked off points on his fingers. “That’d be what? A week each of men’s and women’s basketball camp, a week of football camp. What am I missing?”
“Volleyball usually runs a three day camp.” I frowned at him. “And you care about this why?”
“Just establishing that at least one person made a worse career choice than me.”
“You have a career? "
I gotta figure out how to find one of those publishing jobs that gets summers off. The only one I can think of is mitten salesman.