Yeah it was a reality show. That's my ex-girl. Not a lot of job opps for English-only speakers in Montréal, so she did a stint as a camgirl for some shady studio. Meanwhile, I had a job that was even more disreputable—pushing "credit repair kits" over the phone. That place was gnar—not even a computer terminal at the cubicle, just sheets of paper leads and a phone you had to dial manually. At least we got headsets.