So, maybe Debtor's Prison isn't so bad. I had high hopes for The Poor House, which is undoubtedly more dignified, but then Commerce Bank throws $4,500 at me, and what am I supposed to do? I mean, these scholarship people want nothing less than my dental records and a pound of my flesh, but these loan people are content with little more than my name! It's a good name, don't peg me ungrateful. So, there you have it. I took the money, and I don't feel bad about it. Maybe Dickens was all wrong. Maybe Debtor's Prison is where it's at! Misery loves company, debtors love debtors, and aren't we all in debt in some way or another? And besides, the husband and I have hatched a plan. When I graduate with my RN (some bright day at the end of a very long and dark tunnel), we will allocate all my earnings toward paying off our student loans until each is absolved. Then, we live like Kings! Or save for a rainy day, one or the other. Anyway, below is a rendition of what Dickens must have pictured a debtor's prison to look like. I must say, they all seem to be having such a good time.
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