I started as a fishmonger but the work made me selfish.
My next job was in an orange juice factory, but I got canned. I couldn’t concentrate.
Then I worked as a lumberjack, but I just couldn’t hack it, so they gave me the axe.
After that, I tried to be a tailor, but I wasn’t suited for it – it was a sew-sew job.
Next, I tried working in a muffler factory, but that was too exhausting.
I attempted to work in a deli, but any way I sliced it, I couldn’t cut the mustard.
I studied a long time to become a doctor, but I didn’t have any patience.
Next, was a job in a shoe shop. I felt so down at heel that I became depressed and soulful.
Then I became a fisherman. But I discovered that I couldn’t live on my net income.
I managed to get a job working for a pool maintenance company, but the work was just too draining.
I landed a job as an historian – until I realized there was no future in it.
I became an archaeologist and found that my career was in ruins.
I used to slice up bananas, smother them in oil and then fry them, but I felt I was just frittering my life away.
I became a barrista in Starbucks but the work just ground me down.
I trained to be an epileptic nurse but I just didn’t fit in.
I worked as a circumcisionist but my eyesight was poor and I got the sack.
Have you got any suggestions for what I could try next?