Second Job-arama

Rick is finally thinking of getting a second job during the slow season at work. I'm not as excited as I thought I'd be.  The thought of him taking on a second job doesn't make me as content as I thought it would.  Here I go again, getting exactly what I thought I wanted and not really wanting it at all.  I should just stop wanting altogether!  I just can't imagine him working at the Gap or the mall for the holiday season rush.  For some reason I'd rather picture him driving a Fred Sanford truck moving parts back and forth for the neighborhood body shop.  This is the image I have for him and I'm not sure why.  Nothing about Rick makes him seem like the stereotypical Hispanic working-man; driving a delivery truck or landscaping a lawn. And why would I want to view him in this way? Have I become such a product of stereotypes that I'm losing the real-life image of the man that I love?