Business Trip

Thursday night I called my sister and asked her to cover my rent for April.  My hydro bill was due on March 29th and is still sitting, unpaid, on my fridge.  I haven’t gone in to check my cell phone debt because all I know now is that they’re not cutting it off, which is all I need to know.

I haven’t worked in about a month now, and that’s any kind of work at all.  I’ve been job hunting for weeks, and all I’ve gotten out of it so far is an interview where I was only asked two questions:
"How old are you?"  (a question that’s illegal to ask under BC employment law) and
"Do you have a driver’s licence?"
That’s it.  Now, even if I am hired for this job, what kind of credibility has my boss just created for himself?  Zilch.

A fellow sex industry worker approached me with a unique proposition yesterday:  heading up to Whistler (North America’s largest ski resort) for a weekend and doing a combo of agency and independent work.  The agency is based out of Vancouver, so the boss can’t keep tabs on you, plus they provide accomodation.  All clients are tourists who are unfamiliar with the area and are staying, for the most part, in hotel rooms.  Plus, I’d be up there with a friend, so we’d be able to watch each other’s backs.

We’re going to go talk to the agency and if it all works out then we’re planning to go next weekend.

I’m already thinking about which outfits I’ll be bringing with me.