I arrived back home, back in the best city in the world last Wednesday. Four days later I was en route to Mexico for work. Yes, for work. What kind of work, you ask?
Currently, I'm shooting video during Spring Break in Acapulco for Maxim magazine and their advertiser, Trojan condoms.
Now, some people have said to me, "Oh! You are sooo lucky. That must be, like, the best job in the WORLD! I am so jealous."
However, some people feel differently. A friend said exactly this to me: "Dear God. That sounds like my personal version of Hell."
Let me explain to you why the latter statement is correct and the former statement is a misconception.
Let's start with the operative words: Spring Break, Maxim Magazine, Trojan condoms.
As if I have to say more.
Thousands of drunk 18-22-year olds are everywhere. And I mean EVERYWHERE. The majority (98%) are loud and horny-- screaming from balconies and having sex in the pool. The other two percent are innocent people who wanted to go on a relaxing vacation and accidently booked a trip to Mexico during the wrong month of the year.
Understand, now, my job is to talk to these hammered college students. I need to put a microphone in their hand and prompt them to say audible sentences (plugging the Trojan brand) without slurring or falling over or trying to run into the pool with the microphone. For six hours each day, I race around the poolside and beach seeking out people coherent enough to talk to.
I have to admit, as a 28-year old woman, this is not fun. It borders on torture, actually. Especially since there is a beautiful beach that I could be lying on or a pool that I could be swimming in (though after what I witnessed happening in the pool, I would stick with the ocean).
The whole thing is bittersweet: I am in Mexico, yes. The weather is gorgeous and this is my job-- to be in a beautiful location and get paid. On the other hand, the content is... the content is... well, I'm just going to have to post the videos once they're edited. Words cannot explain the absolutely insane Spring Break scene.
P.S.A.: Dear parents, don't ever let your children go on a Spring Break vacaction to Mexico. Ever. I mean it.
Currently, I'm shooting video during Spring Break in Acapulco for Maxim magazine and their advertiser, Trojan condoms.
Now, some people have said to me, "Oh! You are sooo lucky. That must be, like, the best job in the WORLD! I am so jealous."
However, some people feel differently. A friend said exactly this to me: "Dear God. That sounds like my personal version of Hell."
Let me explain to you why the latter statement is correct and the former statement is a misconception.
Let's start with the operative words: Spring Break, Maxim Magazine, Trojan condoms.
As if I have to say more.
Thousands of drunk 18-22-year olds are everywhere. And I mean EVERYWHERE. The majority (98%) are loud and horny-- screaming from balconies and having sex in the pool. The other two percent are innocent people who wanted to go on a relaxing vacation and accidently booked a trip to Mexico during the wrong month of the year.
Understand, now, my job is to talk to these hammered college students. I need to put a microphone in their hand and prompt them to say audible sentences (plugging the Trojan brand) without slurring or falling over or trying to run into the pool with the microphone. For six hours each day, I race around the poolside and beach seeking out people coherent enough to talk to.
I have to admit, as a 28-year old woman, this is not fun. It borders on torture, actually. Especially since there is a beautiful beach that I could be lying on or a pool that I could be swimming in (though after what I witnessed happening in the pool, I would stick with the ocean).
The whole thing is bittersweet: I am in Mexico, yes. The weather is gorgeous and this is my job-- to be in a beautiful location and get paid. On the other hand, the content is... the content is... well, I'm just going to have to post the videos once they're edited. Words cannot explain the absolutely insane Spring Break scene.
P.S.A.: Dear parents, don't ever let your children go on a Spring Break vacaction to Mexico. Ever. I mean it.
Well...? Where those videos at? I've never been to Spring Break, but I bet somebody yells "Woo!" at least once.
Thanks for the comment lady!