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The Prude

Job-hunting on craigslist and kijiji is both frustrating and fascinating.

I didn't apply for the PA job that hinted at "extra expectations" in keeping with its "more than generous compensation package" and concluded, "If you're the right person for this job, you'll know how to respond." Sketchville.

But today, I seriously considered applying for this job. It looks like an obvious adaptation of Big Brother. Let's take the most opposed people we can think of and throw them into a room together!! I am not at all the person they'd expect to apply, and that is what would be amazing.

Reasons I thought I'd apply:
  • It would be fascinating to be behind the scenes on a reality TV show.
  • I think the other people would intrigue me. Why do you do this?
  • Who doesn't want to be on TV while they're young and still have their looks?
  • I might actually have some good conversations with my co-stars. Maybe I'd make a friend or two.
  • I would bring drama, as the ex-clergy good-girl. Yes, I would be the prude. But I'm okay with that.
(Nadine's response to the posting: "So, essentially you'd be the entertaining prude...I don't mind the word prude when it's really sketchy people using it to describe me - You mean, I'm not like you? Okay.")

But a deeper look made it obvious that the show is a little too party-centric for me (I know, just when you thought it was impossible). If it hadn't had an overt emphasis on clubs/parties/the sexual orientation of its participants, I would have (somewhat) seriously considered it. It would be naive of me to think that I could waltz on in and not be forced into situations I don't want to be in. As a good-girl ex-clergy, I do have standards...

So I'm wrapping up another week of job-hunting without any interviews lined up. But perhaps I'll widen my net to include other reality TV options... If you see anything promising, send it my way!

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