By Jenni Frazer
March 26, 2010
Some of us were remembering our lives before the JC, and reminiscing, as you do, about some of the truly terrible jobs we once had.
One of us worked on the check-out at Safeways, sporting a badge with "My name is xxxx. Happy to help." Another worked as a waitress serving Jonathan Ross, Emma Bunton, Dennis Bergkamp (apparently a big tipper.) Another colleague got fired from a fish and chippie for accidentally defrauding the till (mainly because she couldn't add up).
One of us ended up with 48 spare boxes of Wrigley's chewing gum after getting bored with handing out free samples at university. One of us was a milkman, stuck shlepping heavy crates up many flights of stairs in Maida Vale mansion blocks. One of us lasted just one day as a delivery driver for a florist - geographically challenged, I think you might say.
And I, it has to be admitted, was fired as a shampoo girl after failing to wash the rigid hairspray out of a pub landlady's towering beehive. She had to have all her hair cut and I was chucked out forthwith.
We have decided that this is the perfect pre-Pesach game to share. Contributions welcome, the funnier the better.