Beverly: I knew one day my kids would join the workforce, so like a good mother I compiled a list of occupations that are strictly off limits.
Barry: Why can't I be a construction worker?
Beverly: Eating lunch on a suspended beam with your legs dangling down? No way!
Barry: No pro-sports?
Beverly: Except golf, but you can't drive around in one of those buggies with no seatbelts.
Barry: Astronaut?
Beverly: Your sensitive tummy at zero-G?
Barry: Deli guy?
Beverly: Meat slicer.
Barry: Government clerk?
Beverly: Papercut.
Barry: Robot technician?
Beverly: Robot uprising.