mc5 - ... so help me God.

I used to work for King Midas, until I was given the golden handshake.

I used to work at Mornington Crescent, but they told me my job was on the line.

I used to write crosswords, but as it turned out I was clueless.

I fully understand, Tina. I used to bury myself in the cryptics, but - being an alien - I was interred.

Then again, I used to be a director of an orange juice company - I was squeezed out.

The job before that was with a laundrette mob, but they hung me out to dry.

I used to be a model for the M&S catalogue. When I told them it was a pants job, they debriefed me.