Baldo by Hector D. Cantú and Carlos Castellanos for January 20, 2012
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Transcript:
Gracie: I told Dad I want to be a Cytotechnologist when I grow up. Baldo: What'd he say? Gracie: He's withholding judgment... Gracie: Until he looks it up.
“(What happened to Gracie wanting to be a self-doing-own-taxes accountant/doctor?)”
She could still be a CPA (Cytotechnological Public Accountant).
Besides, she’s a kid. She’s wanted to be an astronaut, President (of Mars, no less, in which case her astronaut training would come in handy), a teacher, a doctor, and the other day an accountant. Give her a different hat tomorrow, and she’ll decide she wants to be a Lion Tamer.
“(What happened to Gracie wanting to be a self-doing-own-taxes accountant/doctor?)”
She could still be a CPA (Cytotechnological Public Accountant).
Besides, she’s a kid. She’s wanted to be an astronaut, President (of Mars, no less, in which case her astronaut training would come in handy), a teacher, a doctor, and the other day an accountant. Give her a different hat tomorrow, and she’ll decide she wants to be a Lion Tamer.