Just a thought

A few weeks ago, a friend of mine and I were discussing the dynamics of dating and falling in love and she had this to say:

"Honestly, I'm at the point in my life where I'm ready to marry a man who is willing to do the paperwork that it takes to be me."

At the time, she was in the midst of dealing with applying for a passport, the paperwork for which had been consistently lost by the office to which she was submitting her information.

"I don't care about working--I'd be happy to work for the both of us. I'm just sick of doing paperwork."

And to that, I say, "Does that include insurance?"