When I was 16 and got my drivers license I was desperate to get some money. I was too busy with school sports and homework to get a part time job but I knew I had to do something.
I stumbled on something that seemed almost too good to be true. There was a local art class at the University in town that was offering a couple hundred bucks for models. The only problem was, all models needed to be 18.
There was nothing I could do that would be as easy money as this, and I was desperate. So I sent an email and thought I could use my older brother’s ID to get through. The only problem was, I wouldn’t be able to register for a paycheque.
I sent an email, and they said that because I would be deemed an independent contractor, all money would be paid in cash at the completion of the class.