In which Primo marches up and down the square

Primo: I went to that demonstration.

Me: Oh great.

Primo: Hey! A lot of party people were supposed to be there.

Me: OK. Then if you can connect with them, that's good.

Primo: Anyhow, it was supposed to be just a peaceful march.

Me: Uh huh.

Primo: But then, the group detoured and a bunch of people went into the police station.

Me: What?

Primo: Yeah. That was not part of the plan.

Me: So what did you do?

Primo: I decided that was a good time to get out of there.

Me: I think that was a good idea.

Two hours later, I read online that there is a sit-in at the police station. I look at the photo but don't see Primo.

Me: They're still at the station.

Primo: Let me see.

Me: I don't see you in the photo.

Primo: I was there. Marching.

I look up at him.

Primo: Marching up and down the square.

In which Primo discusses quitting his job - again

Me: It's not that I don't believe in you or support you - although I think politicians are slimy and it's a nasty business and I don't know why you want any part of it - it's that I am so scared that if you quit, you will never find another job and I will be stuck working until I am 70 and we won't have enough money to be old.

Primo: I'm scared, too.

Me: What if I lose my job? What if I get laid off?

Primo: What if I'm hit by a bus tonight on my way to karaoke?

Me: Then I would get a check for $1.3 million dollars from your life insurance plus whatever the bus company would give me.