My path to Channel 933 would have never happened had I not been a failure at nearly every other job I ever tried.
Pool boy, pig farmer, jewelry polisher, underwear model, carpenter, kissing-booth proprietor, financial analyst, and pizza delivery boy: failed at 'em all - until one day, I discovered radio & hounded a station so much that they hired me just so I would leave them alone.
Finally - gig that required minimal work and zero talent! Since that first job, my lack of talent has taken me on a wild-goose chase to numerous stations from coast to coast until I somehow managed to convince the big bosses at Channel 933 to hire me here in America's finest city.
Looks like a very painful tattoo to get! Would you be able to sleep next to this person?