An Oberlin student and former American Apparel employee says that Dov Charney owes her one hundred dollars for services rendered. Below is her tale of wageless woe.

It is time to check in on American Apparel, our most favorite near-bankrupt beauty-positive spandex-based fashion retailer. Employees are stealing! Employees are emailing us funny stories! And AA is trying to class up its porn!

If you're ever feeling depressed about the decline of newspapers in America, just be thankful you're not in Mexico—where a newspaper's been reduced to politely asking drug cartels for editorial guidance, in exchange for not being murdered.

Our photo of an Abercrombie manager's strident "styling" note in a break room brought forth a flood of reminiscences from commenters familiar with Abercrombie's hotties-only hiring policies. Our favorite, though, was this email from a regretful former Hollister manager.

After our stories last month detailing American Apparel's photo-based hiring policy, picky beauty standards, and pissed-off work force, we wondered: Have things changed at AA? According to a recent job applicant: not a bit.

Yes, there are bad interns in this world. But there are also bad internships. Like the one where the boss sends you a video of himself jacking off, allegedly.

Media is not the only glamorous field in which you can work for free. The entertainment industry wants your free labor as well. Break into the prestigious world of HBO comedy, using only your own wits and indentured servitude!

Attention media hopefuls, an ad that may be useful to you has been found on Craigslist! "Freelance Writer Desired." Sounds good so far! "M4W." That seems odd to include. And why is this writing gig in "Casual Encounters?"

Media jobs used to be cushy; nowadays, you can't even land a media job, and if you do, it sucks. But six-figure journalism salaries still exist! As do terrible, fly-by-night hellholes (Billboard). We've found the best and the worst.

Buck up, underemployed aspiring media employees who are not celebuspawn: We've found you yet another opportunity for indentured servitude masquerading as a "media job." How'd you like to be a real live Editor in Chief, eh?

There's a line in a song: "All the freaky people make the beauty of the world." And then there's this: a blog taking photos of Wal-Mart patrons. Cruel? Yes. Hysterical? Absolutely. But fascinating. And somehow, art.

The Way We Live Now: Still unemployed, why the fuck do you keep asking? Hamptons parking sticker theft can only keep us going for so long, ya know. If New York doesn't get a Wal-Mart soon, it's panic time.

Huzzah, the time has come for yet another "Awful Craigslist Media Job Ad of the New Depression." This one has a riddle!

Not only are there no real entry-level media jobs; even internship opportunities have come to this: "Do you watch The City, read Gawker and know the names of people like Julia Allison and Kristian Laliberté?"