Model. Sure I’m only a 4/10, but all you gotta do is wear clothes and walk sometimes.

Reckon I could be a v-blogger. Be kind of exhausting, over-react to stuff, be on a computer all the time, I can do these things. Apparently you get paid shit-loads.

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[double thumbs up]

Ok bud. Thanks for dropping in!

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Friend of a friend of a friend has just started doing this. My god, I always kinda suspected he was a self-absorbed twat, but it’s almost unbearable to watch. He morphs into some hyper diva. Very odd.

King

Chef - few ingredients in a pot, bish bash bosh, piece eh piss.
Writer - make up stories all the time.

Jobs I couldn’t do:
Rock Star / Rock God - ready for bed after about 6 pints these days.

kuma

Unless your talking about fast military jets, I reckon flying a plane is a piece of piss.

Had half a dozen flying lessons when I was younger (until it turned out it was gonna be far too expensive) and it is pretty straightforward stuff - and that was in a poxy Cessna where you have to trim it and play about with the fuel mixture and all that stuff yourself.

Once you’ve programmed yer computer in yer modern airliner, jobs a good’un.

we have our first irkage!

No irkage here pal

I knew it.

Hitman
Cave a cunts head in, possibly from a distance, what’s not to love?

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Restaurant reviewer. Eat some food, write some stuff. Easy money.

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On that topic: http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2016/09/12/pete-wells-the-new-york-times-restaurant-critic

Conduct an orchestra

Air Traffic Controller. Just chatting with pilots. No problem.

we covered it here already. most people agreed.

reckon i’d be fine with sitting on my arse doing spreadsheet stuff

stuff i’ve done before: librarian’s assistant, bar work, event ushering/front of house, just sitting on a desk at reception

the only thing is that actual stress, repetitive tasks and anything remotely physically demanding is really bad for my general health and about 1/3 of my days i can’t even walk. also most jobs you can’t spend 50% of your time trying to find a way to sit that doesn’t make you want to cry/stretching.

Brain surgery, it’s hardly rocket science!