Dan Kois answers the question, I wonder whose job it is to make all those karaoke tracks for karaoke bars.

Earlier this summer, I got a new teaching job that starts next year, and my college-age sister got laid off from her nanny job (with severance pay!). To celebrate both of our freedoms, we took a 10-day road trip from Oakland to Seattle and back.

The job was selling cemetery plots over the phone. Essentially, the worst telemarketing job you could possibly imagine. I took it.

Where have you lived, William Foster?

Where’d your last hundred bucks go, William Foster?