My dream girl
Posted by Ryan Woods
Don't tell my wife, but Jess isn't my dream girl. No, my dream girl doesn't sell Mary Kay for a living, she touches. Yep, my dream girl touches for a living. She used to turn em and burn em, but now she simply gives her gentle touch and receives millions for it (not to mention the fame and prestige that follows). Her life consists of evening gowns, walking across stages, and flirting with one particularly short old man. We'll call him "Pat".
Who is this dreamy woman? Why none other than Vanna White! Yeah! She's got the greatest job ever. It used to be that she had to turn those big nasty letters, but now she just touches the little screens and boom, you've got a vowel. The show could go on without her. She's completely expendable. She literally does nothing...and she's famous and rich for it! I want that job. I can do it, I know that I can. You should see me walk, I'm really good at it. I don't look so hot in an evening dress, but I can work on that. I've been sending letters to wheel of fortune for three years now trying to convince them that I'll do VW's job for half the wages, but they have yet to bite. I'm just biding my time until Vanna trips and hurts her ankle or something. Then they'll need me. They'll be begging for me...I hope.
Do you have any dream jobs out there?
Here's your inspiration: