Dear Readers: Last Monday I bartended at a private party. One of the guests (as I was trying to make ten drinks at once) insisted on asking me what I did besides tend bar. “Are you an actor, model, what?” When I told him that I bartend, that’s all, he pushed harder. “No, no. What do you really do?”
“I’m a movie star, but that’s just my day job — until I can get my really big break tending bar! Wish me luck!!”
What did he think I was gonna say?
Since he wasn’t going to believe that I’m a bartender (as I made his drink), I caved and told him I’m a writer. That was enough for him to forge on: “Because I’m doing a fashion shoot this week and I want you in my shoot.”
My question to you readers — and it’s kind of like Match Game! — is this: Since it didn’t seem to matter to this bozo that I’m not a fashion model, what should I have said? What would have been the best profession for him to have ignored in his effort to get to his point: that no matter what I say, I’m exactly what he thinks I am?
First nominee: Me: “I’m a serial killer.” Him: “Because I’m doing a fashion shoot…”