Figuring that the homeless and destitute are grateful for whatever they can get and are therefore less demanding, I applied for a job in a soup kitchen.
Although the ad stated they were looking for a Catering Manager, I decided to go along to the interview and present myself as a coffee aficionado, someone who can educate the less fortunate members of our society about espresso.
I also mentioned my wine appreciation course and offered my services as Sommelier during Christmas Lunch, provided they pay me time and a half.
The Manager informed me that they were looking for someone with more experience in a similar field, but that she would keep my resume for future reference.
On my way out I noticed that they didn't even have a coffee machine, just an industrial size tin of International Roast.
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