Tag: Dealings

In 1991, I lived in San Francisco and was in desperate need of work. I grabbed a Bay Guardian newspaper and searched the classifieds. There were plenty of clerical and medical assistant gigs but I didn’t want to work in a corporate or hospital setting. I considered a bike messenger gig but thi...

My father was a drug dealer. He would use the profits from what he sold, to pay for what he used himself. Growing up I was exposed to his dealing on a daily basis. I watched and learnt. Taking in all of the lessons he didn’t realise he was teaching. I had to keep myself sa...