I worked the coat check at fetish parties, escorted women home from their plastic surgery appointments on the Upper East Side, babysat, dogsat, and cleaned out apartments belonging to hoarders.
Being broke isn’t always hilarious, obviously, often it’s terrifying, but I do think you have to step back and try and gain some sort of perspective about the things you’re experiencing, and knowing when to laugh is crucial.
Two years in and I’ve succeeded in my one and only goal: to not send any inappropriately adorable otter videos to my clients.
I was the first line of defense. Me. I was the gatekeeper and I was the key master.
The breakfast interview is akin to going to the dentist’s office: you have something in your mouth while the person in front of you asks important questions.