As a pup, my first job was in an orange juice factory, but I couldn’t concentrate on the same old boring rind and got canned.
Then I worked in the woods as a lumberjack, but I just couldn’t …
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As a pup, my first job was in an orange juice factory, but I couldn’t concentrate on the same old boring rind and got canned.
Then I worked in the woods as a lumberjack, but I just couldn’t hack it, so they gave me the axe.
After that, I tried working in a donut shop but I soon tired of the hole business.
I made calendars but my days were numbered.
I tried to be a tailor but I just wasn’t suited for it. Mainly because it was a sew-sew job, de-pleating and de-pressing.
I took a job as an upholsterer, but I never recovered
In my prime, I tried working in a car muffler factory, but that was exhausting.
I wanted to be a barber but I just couldn’t cut it.
I was a pilot but tended to wing it, and I didn’t have the right altitude.
I tried selling velcro but I couldn’t stick with it.
I tried my hand as a tennis pro but it wasn’t my racket. I was high strung.
I became a baker but it wasn’t a cakewalk and I didn’t make enough dough.
I was a masseur for a while but I rubbed people the wrong way.
I got a good job working for a pool maintenance company but it was draining.
I became a personal trainer in a gym but they said I wasn’t fit for the job.
I was an electrician but I found the work shocking and they discharged me.
As a farmer I wasn’t outstanding in my field.
My job as an elevator operator had its ups and downs and I got the shaft.
I worked in a shoe factory but they thought I was a loafer and I got the boot.
So I’ve retired and I find I’m a perfect fit for this job!
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