So many years ago I attended a rather fancy work function with a very good friend of mine. She'd been invited to attend the swanky 'industry only' event and asked me if I'd like to tag along. Um, open bar, non stop canapes and a room full of beautiful people? That would be a yes.
The only catch was, I had to pretend I worked for my friend in order to attend the function. So during the taxi ride into town, we decided that the best approach would be for me to tell everyone I was her PA. Too easy. I could totally pretend to be the person that answers the phones and runs errands for my very lovely and very talented faux boss.
Except there was one slight flaw in our plan.
Free Vodka.
And plenty of it.
After several drinks, I found myself telling the beautiful people around me that I was in fact the Head Pattern Cutter at the company my friend owned and spent a lot of time complaining how sore my hands were. You know, from cutting out dress patterns all day long.
Anyho, at one point I found myself talking to the Editor of a well known magazine and she asked the fateful question, "So what did you do before you became the Head Pattern Cutter?" To which I cleverly replied, "Oh I was an early childhood teacher." (Because at the time, I actually was.) The Editor raised one eyebrow, looked me up and down and replied, "Well that's quite a leap. Going from early childhood teacher to Head Pattern Cutter with very little dressmaking experience." And what was my witty reply, I hear you ask. Well brace yourself because it went a little something like this:
"Not really. Both jobs involved using scissors."
Cue awkward silence (her) and intense vodka sipping (me)
So tell me. What was the best job you've never had? Surely I can't be the only one who knocks back a few vodkas and starts making up silly stories....
Inspirational post Kirst! Made me want to drink more vodka. More often. I should have done this @ the 20 year reunion! Although the downside would have been people raining on my fantasy parade. This is my husbands M.O. He never tells people who don't know him that he's a cop. He has however apparently been a butcher; in ASIO; a locksmith and a cabbie. Oh, and a sword-maker. Jack
ReplyDeleteYou had me at sword maker. Definitely a niche market for that kind of work these days ;)
DeleteOh, that sounded so "Devil Wears Prada" - ha, love it. A guy once tried to tell me he was a BA pilot on their long-haul routes until it was clear I knew more about London than he did, and then he couldn't get away quick enough. I saw him around town a few months later and he was a Security Guard!
ReplyDeleteLOVE that he tried to up sell himself as a Pilot. Wonder how on earth anyone could think they'd get away with that one?! Great story for you to tell though, so he's done you a favour there!
DeleteOh gosh Kirsten. I could tell you a few not so glamorous career moves of mine that would make your hair curl even after the best straightener had been through it. And it wasn't vodka. It was that nasty Strongbow White Cider. Eeek! I always told people I never wanted to see again I was a teacher and I don't know why. Maybe I put teachers into the same category as accountants (present company excluded of course) LOL
ReplyDeleteAnne xx
LOL Anne!! I reckon you might have been quite the party gal back in the day x
DeleteOh that's hilarious Kirsten!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteIt's definitely one of those stories that gets a good laugh! Thanks for sharing it on Twitter x
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