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.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
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.