Chicks for free? Yeah, right.

Hmm, well I know I said last time out I was finished in sales.

So....

I lied.

I admit it. Well, I also admit I don't actually have a job yet, but I did go for an interview. Without divulging too many details it involves a company that sells injecting-into-the-face products for those insecure moments.

I must admit it's a new market to me, but hell, it has got to the point where I need the money. What previously seemed like a terrific blog idea with hilarious consequences dissolves into nothing when you're faced with actually stacking a shelf or cleaning a toilet.

I'd rather spend a year of my life selling something I don't care about and then resume this blog when I'm sacked than end up on the streets using a newspaper as an umbrella, thanks.

But.....

Just for you I'm going to go to the end of my road, and see what the recruitment office can offer me. Just for giggles you know. And if that fails I'll try to become a gigolo. I'm convinced that's never been done on a blog before....

Gone the Dream

Hi there! You don't know me, not until you've read this anyhow. My name is Max Plenty, and I'm unemployed.

Not having a job sounds great, doesn't it? Well, it was for a while. Until the dark times. Yup, until all the money went.

I used to work in sales. Selling means money, if you stick at it. I did, for 5 years. Made enough money to travel around the world. Unfortunately, the global economy collapsed whilst I was away. Very unfortunately. Now no-one wants to employ me because I'm experienced yet slightly mediocre. Damn all these enthusiastic confident people that must be getting all the jobs. I just can't work myself into a lather about exhibition stands or publications of any kind or cosmetic surgery products or various forms of marketing or, to put it frankly, any kind of sales job at all.

Point is I've given up on all that malarkey. Selling is a bit old hat anyway. I've been travelling, but this blog is about my new journey. My journey into the unknown. My search for a new career. I'm willing to do anything for money. And I probably will.