Big brother must be tracking my words and my whereabouts on the Internet. Otherwise, how did he know I was looking for a job in Mexico? And, is there some correlation between teaching and sales, especially sales of low-end Chinese trash? Because most of my job posts are about teaching and not so much about desperate attempts to make money. This funny ad showed up this morning on a website I look at frequently.
I guess if the teaching thing doesn't work out (as it usually doesn't for many newbies in the field today), I can sell hair lights. The antro-chicks will love it as they sway in the night with their heads aglow. And I already know the perfect store location--south of the Insurgentes Metro station, among the bootleg porn stands, backyard peep shows, and costume shops.
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