The Mongolian Death Worm can't find work.

"It's been over a year since I got laid off, and the unemployment benefits are about to dry up. The thing about my situation is, auto sales is the only thing I know. Thirty-five years I've sold cars. I don't have a degree, so what the fuck am I supposed to do? No one is buying cars. I guess I could go back to school, but I'm too old. And the wife can barely support us as it is. I just want to work, you know? I want to go back to making a living. I have to do right by my family. I need purpose. I've got no purpose."