Good thing I'm a rabid egomaniac...
As a young reporter you're pretty much at the mercy of the chief of staff and whatever fuckwittery he comes up with so years ago when a woman decided to dress up as a bride in the front window of a bridal shop and advertise herself as "complete, ready to go, just needs a groom", my COS had the great idea of putting a bloke in the same window a week later to see if any brides were interested.
And I got the job.
Three hours in a window and I got three calls, two of them from guys and one from a woman who "just felt sorry" for me.
One of the guys turned out to be my hilarious brother in law, but the other called for days with all sorts of interesting offers.
I have a pic of me in the window somewhere... I look bored, vaguely embarrassed and slightly damp. Can't understand why I didn't get more offers.
( difficultchild, Fri 14 Sep 2007, 6:01, Reply)