


When you're unemployed, strange things happen to your brain. Forget grand dreams of being a ballerina, or an astronaut, you get to the point where you're so desperate that you will take anything. Between me and some of my unemployed friends, we have found the following jobs:
- Helping to promote perfume at a party by standing there naked and covered in said perfume, whilst guests walk into the party blindfolded and smell you. If I was one of those models, I'd want to staple those blindfolds to their heads to make damn sure they weren't seeing no wobbly bits.
- Dressing up in a banana suit and (Direct Quote from job application) "Running around, hollering, having fun, letting go and basically acting crazy!" to promote a new juice bar in central London.
- Painting people's houses dressed in a "Revealing, yet non-erotic costume".
- Volunteering to be part of medicinal trials because, oh I don't know, you'd really like a third eyeball.
- Dressing up in pink and lime green spandex and standing on stilts in the Leeds town centre handing out brochures for new nightclubs.
- Being a female wrestler, albeit one who is comfortable wrestling in a bikini.
- Being a "Lice Assassin" and go around to Primary School curing children and their families of the problem that is Head Lice.
- Being a model for an acupuncture training video and be (Again, direct quote) "Immortalised in the acupuncture world."
Hmm, that banana suit job is starting to look pretty good.
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