Ah, the pain of being old. My son turned 18 the other day. I am now father to an adult.
Also, I seem to have this adult living in my house who does not pay rent, does not have a job, and realistically, given the way the economy is right now, doesn't actually have a decent chance of finding one. Yeah, grocery stores always need baggers, fast-food places always need people, but amazingly, no bites yet.
So now he's our slave. Garbage and recyling detail, moving the cars around when we need them, driving his little sister places when we're both at work, etc. He's gonna pay his way somehow, dammit. And if doesn't like it, he can find a damned job and move out.
Except he can't find a job. Well, ain't that a bitch?