After being rejected four times by CBC for podcast ideas maybe time I try my luck selling real estate and get a business card with my picture smiling about your property and my commission. Put it in laundromats or drive a taxi maybe. When we were teenagers Butch Atnikov said “there’s no excuse anywhere in any city for a person not to grab a job driving cab it’s so simple”. A soundbite that still dances around my inner tape loops. First Toronto job from Employment Canada, sent me some place past the airport, assisted European buyers of animal hides. Hides on hangars in cold storage. Me and other young people retrieved them to different tables. Have no idea where I was and what I was doing. Somebody said we would make big tips but we made minimum wage only. After a few jobs that made no sense I had a good run as sandwich-maker on Baldwin at Yofi’s, memorable for co-workers I didn’t get on with but met my future bassist and collaborator masquerading as dishwasher. Don’t think I would ever return to a restaurant but there are one or two things that might be fun to return to. Sometimes bet it would be fun to be the mod-a-gogo-stretch-a-lastic-pants keyboard/ accordion player in the Sadies.