After that I got a gig up in Northern Arizona as a tour guide at the Grande Canyon. I started my tours by saying, "I don't know what's such a big deal! It's just a big hole in the ground people!" The clients also didn't like it when I would cop a squat in the middle of the trail. My manager was mailed this picture, and that was all she wrote for that job!
For my next career, I started a business as a babysitter. I specialized in infant care, and did very well for quite a while until one of those nosy mothers saw me spiking the formula with sleeping pills. How did they think I took care of 20 babies all day by myself?
Sheesh. You try to introduce some efficiencies into the industry and what thanks do you get?
For a while, I tried my hand at accounting, but I felt the whole suit and tie thing to be too constricting.
Growing weary of the old nine to five, I decided to become a male prostitute. I only had one client, but she took great care of me. One day, she took me down to Brooks Brothers to buy some up-scale clothes, but I said, "No way, baby! You take me or leave me as I am!"
I never saw her after that...wonder what happened to her?
After that I tried my hand at being a sausage vendor. My friends liked to say that I really hadn't changed jobs at all, but I never knew what they meant.
Most recently, I have joined the exciting field of insurance sales. I don't make as much money as I did selling my sausage, but I feel so much better rested.
For my next career, I hope to become a tourguide on the London Eye. I already know all the points of interest. Right behind me you can see Big Bill and the Houses of Parmesan. That's where all the cheese comes from.
Finally, a career I can count on!
39 comments:
this is fucking great...or I have been mixing wine and tequila again! I fucking love this! HAHAHA
~d heart Bug
may i have the penny on your desk in the 2nd to last pic?
Dear Bug
I found Terrorist Bug quite frightening. I am certain that this is a gun in your hand and that you are not pleased to see me. My sphincter only relaxed marginally when i saw that you had a juice bottle (no doubt filled with V8 or something) on your waist next to your packed sandwich on your belt.
And speaking of belts, I notice that you wear your keys dangling off your shorts. Please tell me where exactly these keys are attached to? Do your shorts have a belt? And why do you have 2 car keys on the same ring?
Love
Jungley Janey
BOO!!
Hi, it's your friendly ghost, Elizabeth...tee hee..Bug thanx for the offer of help on starting a blog..I had a blog there for a while, and I sorta abandoned it..don't know if I will go back there or start a new one...I do feel like the odd man out when I leave comments with no link back for myself, and it's odd to know the handful of bloggers I read as well as I do all the while knowing I won't be able to fully connect if I don't offer some of myself..
All that said this entry seriously made me giggle. Was gonna comment on the sausage then decided to refrain. ;) Instead I'll just come out with it and say you are a handsome guy!
Tildy:
Thanks for the kind words, but I do have a suspicion that large amounts of alcohol probably boosted the entertainment value of this post.
Our policy is 'take a penny, leave a penny."
Janey:
Clearly, you have thoroughly studied my waistline in each of these photos. I applaud your skills in photo forensics.
You know, I used to LOVE V8 juice! Can' stand the stuff now. The other pouch contained wetnaps and gummy bears.
As far as the keys...I have a peirced knob. Not for any sexual reason, mind you. I installed on of those keychain thingies with the extend-o cable on it like the building maintenance men wear? I just have to be careful not to let go of those keys, cause when they snap back...oof!
Two car keys: In order to take my 10 to 20 little clients to the park or to the bar, I needed two large vehicles to fit all the car seats. It was slow going, though, as I drove one car up the street, ran back and pulled the other one further up the road, etc. Finally, I said 'srew that' and just threw them all in the back of a pickup, where no car seats were requited.
Elizabeth:
Damn! I've pissed myself a little. Please don't do that.
So you've looked at my sausage and decided that I am a handsome man, is that it? MY EYES ARE UP HERE, MISSY!!!
Get started on your blog soon, cause all anyone know about you know is that you are a sausage fan.
You are such a creative soul and so well rounded. How do you do it?
the terrorist scares me a little but the accountant was worse.
pinks
Chickpea: I attribute my success in business to laziness. I find that situations not handled always resolve themselves. One way or anyther.
Pinks: As an accountant, I was MUCH more frightening than I ever was as a terrorist.
I also have to say you spear a sausage like no one I've ever seen!
I've heard the same about you! ;-)
So sorry, chicky, but that was just too tempting to pass up!!
(((Les)))
Lovebug, you made me laugh. There's nothing like a boring job to keep a person well rested, eh? That is SUCH a cute little baby you were holding!! Niece or nephew?
I would love it if Elizabeth blogged...
That's my little niece snoozing away on my shoulder while mother and aunt go shopping.
Talk about chick bait! The woman wouldn't leave me alone!
I'm jealous.
Dammit..
I haven't even been on the eye yet.. and you have??
Where's the justice?
I demand an inquiry.. especially as I have family not more than 2 hours from the bloody thing! Not fair.. not fair at all I say!
lol
(Great post, Bug... you sure are.. ummm.. adaptable!)
:o)
http://thepeanutmm.blogspot.com
Peanut!!!
Welcome! I've seen you loitering around the blogs for ages. Thanks for being the brave one to step forward and stick out your hand.
So let me get this straight...you live in the UK, the EYE has been there for seven years, and you haven't made it 'round there yet?
Come on, girl! Treat yourself to a weekend in London sometime! You can't spend ALL your vacations in Torquay! ;-)
LOL
You didn't get it quite right, Bug.
I am a Brit, yes.. but I live in PA. Have been over here now for just over 16 years..
I just don't get to go "home" very often, and then, when I do (like at the beginning of this month) there just isn't the opportunity.
/sigh
I was talking to my little niece about the eye when I was home though.. she got so wide eyed.. "Oh.. Aunty "Peanut" .. it was so high you could see Mary Poppins coming over the chiminees!!!"
I love my niece! :o)
Bug, I prefer not to spear, that seems a little painful and I try to keep pain out of the equation :-)
I agree with Chicky, you do handle a sausage quite well!
(giggling WAAY too hard at Janey and Elizabeth! I will have to go back and closer inspect these pics!)
upon closer...look!
Peanut:
I see...you don't actually live nearby. I guess I should have said you can't spend all your vacation at Hershy Park!
I love my niece, too. She's a doll!
Chickypea:
No pain is good! Stick with that plan and your man-friends will stick with you!
Tildy:
Again with the Andy Gibb? Oy! I wonder whose job ir was to stuuf the zuccini down his trousers?
Hot Chocolate is much sweeter, thanks!
I only live an 1 1/2 hours from London and I still aint been on it LOL...... my Jacob is going up to london and on the eye in just over a week :)...... dam that child lol
x
Good Lord, Marmy!
Pack up the boys and take them on a field trip. Do the eye first thing in the morning before all the Americans wake up.
Next, go to the Imperial War Museum, which is close by(assuming you aren't trying to hide the existance of conflict from them), and see this exhibit. They've re-created a house from the 40's including an anderson shelter and lots of stuff on the children's evacuation.
http://london.iwm.org.uk/server/show/conEvent.381
It's sure to make them hug you and make you cry. It'll be worth it.
Here's a view of part of it.
http://london.iwm.org.uk/server/show/ConWebDoc.2427
Wow... the terrorist looks mean. How did he ever turn into the accountant?!?!
~~d..
Bwaahahahahahahha!
Yeppers!
Bug ;)
Super CB:
The terrorists had a career re-training program. It was quite generous!
'Lizbeth:
Back atcha!
the sausage picture is a classic!
Tie picture - you could be in an 80s teen movie! ;)
(just wanted to clarify that I secretly <3 80s teen movies) :D
M:
I suspected as much about you. You are probably one of those nerds that has all the lines from 16 Candles memorized.
Like when Samantha feels something hard in Farmer Ted's pants and he pulls out a roll of Certs and says "Fresh breath is a priority in my life."
Or when Jake is at the door but only Long Duck Dong is at home. He tells Jake that Samantha is getting married. Jake looks puzzled and says "Married?"
Through the door, you hear Duck say, "Maddied! Sheesh!"
You are such a dork, M! Sheesh!
;-)
I work across the river.
I've still not been on the eye.
:s
Bugs, your comment threads always leave me laughing my tush off..
Pink: Take a lunch and go do it! Do it on the way home! Before work! Come on! They plan on taking it down soon, don't they?
If I send you ticket, will that help?
Eliza:
I feel the same way about your...
Oh, that's right, you still don't HAVE a blog! Get on that, will you?
ROFL
Well, okay, so I know that you were talking to Pinks.. but...
You: If I send you ticket, will that help?
Me: Yes. Ta. And that would include the plane ticket too? (putting on sweet face, and batting eyelashes!LOL) (Think long and carefully before you answer.. my parents just 'flew' me home last month... $1200 ... horrid expensive, huh?)
Hope you've had a great day, Bug!
yes, mallied!! :P
Peanut:
You were just there and you want me to buy you a ticket back? Sorry, but my sympathy for never having been on the Eye just fell considerably! If I put anyone's butt on a plane for England, it's gonna be mine!!
;-)
M:
To oily bohunk!
:-D
when i get bored i like to put forks in my eye
or I blog surf...
Tildy:
Where on earth do you find this stuff?
Poor Bone Kitty. Takes so much abuse.
~d heart (the) internet (smile)
That sausage looks good right about now. It's almost lunch time and I'm hungry.
Tildy:
You surf like Laird Hamilton!
BV:
It was quite good actually. It was cooked in curry ketchup! M....
Hmmm. Getting a better "picture" of you now!
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