Mom: Are you applying for that Pentagon job? How's your application coming? It's due Friday.

Me: ... Probably not applying... I mean, really, the only thing I like about it is the salary and benefits.

Mom: Well, you should apply for it anyway. The job market right now is really tight, and it's better to have this job than no job, right?

Me: The application is a pain in the ass and I have three days.

Mom: Yeah, but... I mean...

Me: Mom, I have two papers that are past due, one due Friday, and another due Monday. I don't want to fill out an awkward application for a job I don't want.

... Basically, I can't have a conversation with my mother without crying. This is unfortunate.

Also, I'm a terrible student. Come on, Joanna, only a couple months to go. You can do it. Write those babies. Get out of here with a decent GPA.