I am in love. But it is a bit more complicated than that. It’s a love not from finding my dream travel job. It’s a love that no matter how bad it gets – the late night fights, the occasional cheating with the fast and unhealthy sirens who call when you have had too much vino rosso – it never …
On the Job Hunt in Rome
Restless and unwavering, my pursuit of my dream travel job overseas has landed me in Rome of all places, home of the richest history – and the fattest tourists – in the whole of Europe. I have been in Rome for a few days now and much to my surprise, this place is expat central. Apparently I am not the …
Rome Sales Jobs: The Gatherers
You gotta stop these fuckers right in their tracks This was the best piece of advice that I kept getting. Stop them cold in their tracks. This setup more likely than not doubles your face time with the tourist and effectively gives you more air time to drop your sales ramble. Your fight is with time. Because even if your …