Dad always told me, the only thing worse thing worse than being a filthy dirty whore is being a really bad filthy dirty whore. I couldn't make my $85-a-day quota door to door fundraising. As I have want for more than the 15 dollars a day my below quota ass was offering me, and the organization is in the business of fund-raising and not fund-leveling, we had a mutual breakup. No really, it was mutual.

I'm going to start measuring my real life endeavors by the number of blog posts they render. For instance, that job was a "2-post job." I one day hope to drink a 3-post milkshake.

But it was a learning experience, and you can't buy that. I got a glimpse into the sub-culture of political canvassing. They love to use the verb "canvas" in new ways. Normally you canvas a door, which means visit someone's house and get money or political support from them. But did you forget your watch? Just canvas someone for the time. No water? Canvas some water. Or a beer. I know people who canvassed hamburgers. I came damn near close to canvassing a girlfriend, by no intention of my own.

Canvassing is really just a form of hacking. Except you hack people instead of machines. A computer network is only secure as the stupidity of it's users. You want to hack the network? Great. Pick up a phone, call Marge the secretary, pretend to be the system administrator, say there's network problems and you'll need her user name and password; bam you're in. That's social engineering. Canvassing for a beer? That's social engineering, we're hacking people, it's nuts.

It was a cool experience. I believe in what the organization is doing and the people who work there are awesome. I don't regret trying my luck there at all. But now it's time to find a new job.
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