BecksLeftBoot
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So I thought I would share the unlikely story of my career with the mighty Mansfield Town. It begins as follows....
17/07/12
6:30 am
The phone rings..
Me: Hello?
Carolyn Radford: Hi there, is that Stevie Devereaux?
Me: Err... Yeah. Who's this?
Carolyn: It's Carolyn Radford, we went to uni together, I was Carolyn Still then, I don't know if you remember me, we used to do the pub quiz together and you taught me the offside rule. I think you dropped out after doing nothing for the first year but play Champ Man '98... So how's life?
Me: Hmmmm.... O.K. I guess.
Carolyn: I'm doing great thanks!
Me: I didn't as.......
Carolyn: Yeah I actually run a football team now! Can you believe it?! Anyway the reason I call darling, in a bit of a dilemma. Had to sack my manager this morning, we'll tell the press, of course, personal reasons, mutual decision.. yadda yadda yadda...... you know how these things go, truth is, seeing his podgy little face around the office was putting me off my pilates so I had to get rid.
Anyway to cut a long story short we have an opening now, and well, I was wondering if your looking for work at the moment?
Me: Am.... Me..... Is this a wind up?
Carolyn: Not at all darling, I remember you were a real whizz in the sports segments of the Stags Head pub quiz and lets face it you basically went to Durham to study football management, albeit locked in your room on your PC, **** it all counts, so whoose better qualified, and we'll pay you 900 quid a week which has got to be better than... well what are you doing right now?
Me: Erm... I work on the deli counter in Morrisons.
Carolyn: (After a prolonged silence) .....Well yes.... so shall we say Field Mill at 12?
Me: Wow, I.... O.K. I'll be there!
Carolyn: Fantastic Darling, so glad, pleased as punch. See you there, chow chow.
Me: Errr.... Chow?
(More to follow, first attempt at a story so advice welcome.)
CHAPTER ONE: THE JOB OFFER
(Pilates and Pub quiz)
(Pilates and Pub quiz)
17/07/12
6:30 am
The phone rings..
Me: Hello?
Carolyn Radford: Hi there, is that Stevie Devereaux?
Me: Err... Yeah. Who's this?
Carolyn: It's Carolyn Radford, we went to uni together, I was Carolyn Still then, I don't know if you remember me, we used to do the pub quiz together and you taught me the offside rule. I think you dropped out after doing nothing for the first year but play Champ Man '98... So how's life?
Me: Hmmmm.... O.K. I guess.
Carolyn: I'm doing great thanks!
Me: I didn't as.......
Carolyn: Yeah I actually run a football team now! Can you believe it?! Anyway the reason I call darling, in a bit of a dilemma. Had to sack my manager this morning, we'll tell the press, of course, personal reasons, mutual decision.. yadda yadda yadda...... you know how these things go, truth is, seeing his podgy little face around the office was putting me off my pilates so I had to get rid.
Anyway to cut a long story short we have an opening now, and well, I was wondering if your looking for work at the moment?
Me: Am.... Me..... Is this a wind up?
Carolyn: Not at all darling, I remember you were a real whizz in the sports segments of the Stags Head pub quiz and lets face it you basically went to Durham to study football management, albeit locked in your room on your PC, **** it all counts, so whoose better qualified, and we'll pay you 900 quid a week which has got to be better than... well what are you doing right now?
Me: Erm... I work on the deli counter in Morrisons.
Carolyn: (After a prolonged silence) .....Well yes.... so shall we say Field Mill at 12?
Me: Wow, I.... O.K. I'll be there!
Carolyn: Fantastic Darling, so glad, pleased as punch. See you there, chow chow.
Me: Errr.... Chow?
(More to follow, first attempt at a story so advice welcome.)