Jon Gosselin is now waiting tables to try to pay the rent on his crappy cottage in the woods. It’s his rundown fortress of solitude where he’s hiding from his horrid ex-wife and bill collectors. But he’s happy. Because even a big dick like Jon Gosselin is still a man, and men find peace in the simple life. Anybody who thinks that fame and fortune will somehow serve as earplugs for eight screaming kids and shrewish wife is sadly mistaken. Yes, that’s a sermon.