So a girl brings her new fiancee home to meet her parents. Boy looks like a hipster (scarf, big bushy beard, etc.)
Understandably, her father would like to know the boy better and so he takes him to his study for a private conversation.
Dad: “So, John. What do you do for a living?”
Fiancee: “Well, I’m an artist.”
Dad: “So you’re doing well?”
Fiancee: “I paint, and god provides me with all I need to live.”
So the dad is a bit confused.
Dad: “And what will you do when you marry my daughter? Will your art provide for the two of you?”
Fiancee: “I will paint, and god will provide for us.”
Dad: “And when you have kids?”
Fiancee: “I will paint, and god will provide for my family.”
The dad nods and walks out of the study. Outside, his daughter is anxiously waiting for him.
Daughter: “So, daddy? What’d you think of him? He’s great, isn’t he?”
“Well, sweetie,” says the father, “I don’t like his job choice. But, on the other hand, I LOVE what he calls me!”