The phrase that doesn't pay

So if I hear someone tell me one more time that they would hire me immediately if I wasn't just looking for a summer position, I might scream. When I was told this today, I couldn't even do things like buy junk food or jeans to make myself feel better, because my interview ended at 7am when nothing is open. I hate the work-force. New plan: move to Chicago and mooch off of Kathleen's sweet job until Mike wins the Nobel Prize and can pay for me to sit around and eat oreos.