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Originally Posted by Mattioli 
Depending on the restaurant/coffee shop/patisserie, you're wildly underestimating the kind of tips those good people rake in. They just have to be prepared to be verbally abused and condescended to by the good people of such towns as Wayne, Paoli, etc.
By the way, have you looked at places around Quakertown? It's much cheaper and a relatively short commute.
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Maybe I should think about getting one of those jobs instead.
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Originally Posted by Phil 
You can stay in my attic as long as you're cool about being quiet when my wife is home. And NOT quiet when she's not home.
F'realz, if you have questions you think I can answer about the area, holler. Do you have a car?
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Does your attic have room enough for a bed and a big-ass TV? Sold.
Yes, I have a car. 100k miles on it, so it's getting up there, but holding steady. I haven't been accounting for a car note, but one is in my future. Right now I'm more worried about the $400 in student loan payments I have to make every month.
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Originally Posted by Jonathan Banks is my hero 
I'm glad you told me that before I asked about your creepy obsession with Ewan McGregor.
But really, if you don't mind sharing, what's calling you to the Philly suburbs?
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Is it less creepy if I'm a girl? My husb--er, Ewan might not think so.
Indicators are very strong that I'll be offered a teaching position smack-dab in the middle of the uber-rich area. I've been looking at properties all over the place, from Coatesville to Quakertown to every dot in between. It feels like places are either quite nice or not nice
at all.
I always said I wanted to move closer to a big city, but suddenly I'm realizing that by big city I meant Atlanta or Charleston or Charlotte or Nashville.
I'm so frustrated I want to either cry or have a drink, and I'm fresh out of Maker's Mark. /rampant self-pity