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.

Myself, I've been training in the medical field. For a while I worked as an opthamologist's assistant, but we just didn't see eye-to-eye. I tried to switch to cardiology, but my heart just wasn't in it. Then, I thought maybe I could fake it as an X-ray technician, but the supervisor saw right through me. The only job left was in proctology, and obviously, it's a real pain in the arse.

I made cuddly toys for a little while, but I stuffed it up.

I used to work in a chemist before they dispensed with my services.

A year ago I couldn't spell educated. Now I are it.

I used to shear sheep, but then I was fleeced.

I used to survey cul-de-sacs until I realised it was a dead end job.

I used to work in a pyschological testing laboratory, but I wanted to get out of the rat race.

I used to have a lounge act singing Frank Sinatra songs, but when the Summer Wind came along I looked for something else to doobie-doobie-do.

I tried to move from choir conducting to bus conducting but it didn't quite work out and in the end I had to go back to my old job and face the music.