I've not had much luck trying to find a new career.
Got a job as a cook, got fired on my first day. I got my hand stuck in the dishwasher ...
... she wasn't very happy about it.
So I tried my luck at another restaurant, didn't go well there either. How was I to know the manager didn't mean play with his disabled 18 year old daughter when he said "turn the veg on"?
So I applied to B and Q, didn't last long there either. Bloke came up to me on my first day and said he needed decking. I thought he was just a bit strange but the manager had specifically said "give the customer what they want".
Then I saw a job that seemed pretty safe, they wanted script writers for a revival of the Basil Brush show. Interview went well and I got the job. What could go wrong? I was working with puppets. No customers to upset, no other staff to complain and no manager's to give me ambiguous instructions. Producer told to remember that every joke had to end with boom boom. Apparently "two suicide bombers went into a bar ... " wasn't deemed politically correct enough for the BBC.
I give up.