Day 8

Day 8

I get a call a couple of hours into the job. It is our second in command. She is headed into what she assumes is The Ghetto and wants me to go along with her, which I agree to do. It turns out that my presence is completely unnecessary. The job does take place in a public housing project, but no one gives us any trouble—either because I look so badass or because she is black—and we manage to complete something like three hundred addresses in only a matter of hours. She calls me a couple of hours later to tell me that if we continue on our present pace, we will finish the assignment long before the allotted ten weeks is up. I'm not trying to kick ass at collecting addresses, honestly, but it's just so fucking easy. I've been going at my own pace, but I now know I'll have to slow down. My plan for the next day becomes “do a block of addresses, then read a chapter of Infinite Jest".