The winds of change are filling my sails.
Demented reader changes are in the cards for your Chefinator. Soon I may have to change my moniker to Trogdor the Winesellinator. or something.A wine rep job for a distributor just came open. And I have submitted my resume. I stand a very good chance of getting it as well. The guy who left the position wants me to have it and most of the other reps want me to have it as well.
It is in my direct realm of expertise. Small batch, higher end, boutique wines. A nice bump in salary along with the ability to stock my own cellar. Egggcellent...
It's sales which I am good at, especially at selling wine.
In the words of the turtles "something tells me I'm into something good.."
Now this is just a small wine job. But the opportunities it could afford me are vast. Travel to vineyards all over the world to eat and drink with some of the most brilliant wine makers in the world.
And it is a stepping stone. My friend who left said position doubled his salary. So that's kind of a nice thought.
It can't possibly be anymore stressful than working for a bipolar prima donna.
Mmmmm a job with actual paid vacations again.
Insurance?? I think I'm getting aroused.
Free wine??? oops scuse me wilst I clean up.
and no real boss in the area to speak of!!!!!!!!!
As long as I make numbers nobody cares what I do?? Fuck me!!!
Zippity dodah.
The Milfstress is very supportive and happy at the prospect of not dating a brokeass chef and dating someone with more than 2 dimes to rub together.
Jesus-titty-fucking-Christ
Come sone of Jerrel kneel before Zod!!!!!!
posted by Chef @ 2/07/2006 01:33:00 PM
1 Comments:
Thanks Vicar!
Yeah it wouldn't be that bad to have.
I mean I already have access to tons of free and superior quality wines at work. But to be able to stock my own cellar is just a sick thought ot me.
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