Mister Waffles on Employment, Part 2

It is my job to be cute. That is all. I do not have to work very hard at it. It comes very naturally to me, in fact. I do not have to be smart or good with numbers, I just have to exist and bring people joy. I do not think that this is what my people do at their jobs. I imagine that my yellow haired lady person goes to work at a rainbow factory. In this rainbow factory, they make rainbows from painted coffee cups and a taffy pulling machine. My brown haired lady person sits in an office all day making up nonsense words by which to address me, i.e. Schmunkins, Waffleybumpers, Mistercuteypiepants. I believe she works very hard at it as she is never without a new name. Someday, I would like for my brown haired lady person to think up a name that my yellow haired lady person would make into a rainbow that would arch across the sky. And everyone would look up and think, "Ah, yes, Waffle-o-tron... he is a wise and poofy dog."