People say caring for Alzheimer’s patients is hard. I think it’d be kinda fun. Guy wakes up. “I don’t know where I am.” “Oh, don’t feel bad. It’s your birthday. Here, have some cake.” Or, if the guy’s a jerk, you could go the other way. Every morning, “Oh, sorry, your birthday was yesterday. Your family was here, you slept through the whole thing. And you’re Hitler.” Hey, minimum wage, gotta make your own fun.