On summer camp

A little background on this video that I have to edit:
I am paid under minimum wage. I sit in a room all alone, watching someone weld and grind and hammer endlessly. It is physically painful in more ways than one. However, I will be receiving a tidy commission on the sale of the end product. The end product will be an approximately three hour complete classroom style education on the ins and outs of installing suicide hinges, and it will cost about $200. Ish. That can tend to result in a happy commission, along with more than enough motivation for Amy to spend all of her free time trying to finish the bugger. Unfortunately, there has been some recent innovation in the field of door checks, so it looks like I'm going to be given even more to do.

If/when I finish this, there is a market for it. My father hopes that we can do this on all of our products. It will never go away, this instructional video thing.

If/when I decide to go to college and if scholarships don't really work out, you must admit that it's real fancy to receive a commission check monthly to help pay for that beast.

So, your decision that I need to spend my money and time to go to a summer camp may prevent the feasibility of the other thing that you're trying to pressure me into; college.

Also, summer camps don't seem entirely pleasant to me. Yay, I get to spend several weeks locked up in little rooms with people that I really don't like, doing things that I won't really enjoy around other people that are planning to steal even more of my soul/cash, and I even get to shell out obscene amounts of cash to do it. Yipee!

Try not to be so cruel to me about your little plans for my life. Realize that you aren't special...pretty much everyone that meets me develops a plan for my life.