Some Jobs Are Just No Pun

My first job was working in an Orange Juice factory,
 but I got canned. I couldn’t concentrate.



Then I worked in the woods as a Lumberjack, but I just couldn’t hack it, so they gave me the axe.



After that, I tried to be a Tailor, but I wasn’t suited for 
it – mainly because it was a sew-sew job.



Next, I tried working in a Muffler Factory, but that was too exhausting.



Then, I tried to be a Chef – figured it would add a 
little spice to my life, but I just didn’t have the thyme.



I attempted to be a Deli Worker, but any way I
 sliced it, I couldn’t cut the mustard.



I studied a long time to become a Doctor, but I didn’t have any patience.



Next, was a job in a Shoe Factory. I tried but I couldn’t fit in. I became depressed and soulful.



Then there was the Professional Fisherman job. But I discovered that I couldn’t live on my net income.



I managed to get a job working for a Pool Maintenance
 Company, but the work was just too draining.



So then I got a job in a Workout Center, but they
 said I wasn’t fit for the job.



After many years of trying to find steady work, I finally got a job as an Historian – until I realized
 there was no future in it.



My last job was working in Starbucks, but I had to quit because it was always the same old grind.

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