Mine Would Need a BIG Retainer Fee
Apparently, there is now a job called “life coach.”
I don’t need one of those, but I’d sign up for something called “life concierge” in a heartbeat.
Millions of Jobs?
You know, someone who could smooth out life’s daily hassles and aggravations, spell you with kids or clients when you’re out of gas, wait on hold with the cable/utility/computer company, etc.
The ideal candidate would have more heft — and be less obsequious and hovering — than the “body man” Tony Hale plays on “Veep,” but not as dark or threatening as Liev Shrieber’s ominous “Ray Donovan.”
Call it a “hybrid fixer.”
Assuming that there are a couple million people with similar fantasies, maybe that’s how to whittle down the nation’s still-high unemployment rate.
P.S.: The funniest part of this year’s Emmy Awards was Tony Hale recreating his role as Julia-Louis Dreyfus gave her acceptance speech.
