The Ice
It all started with a Craigslist ad. “Do you like the cold?” I was looking for jobs in Chicago because I was on the outs in Vegas. Work in Antarctica. I filled out the application and went about my life till I got a reply. No way. They're going to slit my throat, harvest my organs and throw my body in a pile to burn. Especially after the health check.
So you have to be physically capable to work on the Ice. Dental xrays, lung scans, drug tests and any presentable issues. There's doctors there but it's a six or seven hour flight to the nearest hospital. You can't get pregnant, if you become a danger to yourself or others, or if you quit: you on the first flight out. You're gone.




