Poor old beat up DUmmy Raven Jane, having wallduded herself out of that cushy "planning director" job for the little Masshole town of Rindge, NH, now claims to be working 12 hour days, to support herself, her drunken son, his tattooed bride, and their whelp.
I guess she's following Amber's career path, clerking a "convenient store" or working a call center.
Anyway, good for her, trudging along as she reaches her seventies, and good for the tattooed bride, clerking in a retail store while suffering from some alleged nerve disease.
All the while, the drunken Bill Pitt has yet to support himself for a single day of his adult life.
The real loser in all this is the whelp.