Thursday, March 30, 2006

How do you compete with big tits?

There's just something about spring that makes me want to wear orange and drink Fresh smoothies and paint and ride my bicycle and do all those wonderful min_o things I've been neglecting all winter. The daytime high hit 14*C this afternoon, and already people are wearing flipflops! But that's to be expected because Torontians LIVE for summer weather and after five whole months of being bundled to our noses, we're all itching to show off some skin.

To catch up on my life thus far - the college strike has ended. The teacher's attempt to improve the quality of our education by walking out for three weeks in fourth semester was resolved by binding arbitration - the mediator basically told the teachers to GO. BACK. TO WORK. FUCKERS. And that was the end of that political battle.

So besides a couple of mandatory dates when I have to go back to school to hand in stuff, write tests, and do presentations, I'm pretty much free! I've been interning at First Light, a stock photography company (comme GettyImages, Corbis, Veer, etc.) and I helped them with their industry event last Thursday when I worked on my feet for 14.5 hours.

We had over 500 guests and every major ad agency and production company in Toronto was represented. It was open bar, so everyone was totally wasted, and there were shiatsu masseuses, Bobby Brown make-up artists, and three Virtual Reality games! They had James Bond, Star Wars and a flight simulator. The flight sim was pretty cool, but it took a while to get used to the controls. Star Wars was disappointing because it wasn't in 1st person, although it was cool to use a virtual light sabre. I didn't get a chance to try James Bond, but it was a 1st person shooter, so it was probably pretty good. What's the point of VR if it's not in the first person???

I feel like I've jumped into the advertising industry headfirst! It's great and it's not as scary as I imagined. I'm currently waiting for an internship at Fjord Interactive - Cossette's interactive wing. I have a feeling my work with online porno will come in handy for sealing the deal, but how much can I tell them? Should I confess straight-up that I worked for the pornos, or should I shuffle around the topic? We'll have to wait and see. But my main competition for this spot is against Courtney - a polished, brand-whore with huge tits. How does a poor Chinese girl with scruffy sneakers compete with Channel sunglasses, LV handbags and tits that hang like watermelons off her slender, ass-less frame?

That's about all I've been up to... working for free and starving for a new summer wardrobe. I failed my road test, and I'm not anxious to do it again. I'll spare you the details of that particular pathetic story. Poop.

1 Comments:

Blogger Matthew Pazzol said...

Whenever I allude to having worked in porno, I usually drop it casually and leave out any specifics. It's not that I'm embarrassed or think bad of it. People often won't come out and ask about it, and what they assume is so much better than the reality of it. There is a certain power involved with surrounding yourself with taboo and profanation. . . of course you remember that from your miss behavin' days. . .

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