Worst job ever was when i was 19 and had a girlfriend living in Qld and decided to go up and stay for a few weeks and i seen a advertisment in the paper wanting some ppl to do some selling and marketing all the way to Qld all expenses paid

sounded good , earn a bit of cash and a free trip up .
Little did i know till the day i arrived to join another 6 ppl what we was selling ......male nude calendars . I have never ever been more embarrassed being in Taree using such jingles to the passing ppl on the street as
" wouldnt this look ridgy digh on your fridge" or
" a different hunk for every month "
And knocking on ppls door at 7.00pm and having 6'4 truck drivers answering the door and me asking for their wifes and having to explain what i was selling. Needless to say i lasted 2 days and got the hell out of their and caught a coach straight to Qld .


