I guess it's safe to say I'm mildly obsessed with work right now. By "mildly" I mean "totally." And by work I mean some other job than the one I actually have because it is sure to be more lucrative, glamorous, and down right rewarding. So, I've complied the following list of well-I'll-be-ain't-that-the-darndest-thing jobs. And because I want to savor the dirty shenanigans I imagine these "professions" entail, I'm only including the job titles. Ready, set, GO:
Muppet stunt coordinator
Laughter therapist
Master sniffer
Taffy Puller
Chicken sexer
Wrinkle Chaser
Cowpuncher
Brain picker
Fantasy broker
Queen producer
Upsetter
Hooker Inspector
Rubbish Auditor
For the record, any job that involves muppets instantly earns my seal of approval. Brains? Not so much.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment