My fist job was in a warehouse on the outskirts of suburban Sydney. I was tasked with hot-glue-gunning together talking Warnie stubby holders — a tall, lanky blip in an otherwise uninterrupted stream of tiny Vietnamese grandmothers.
Ten hours of "Howzat!", "Six!!" and "Chuck us another?" later, a bucket of KFC greeted us in the rec room. I couldn't tell where the chicken ended and my glue-encrusted fingertips began. Alas, it wasn't for me.
Fast forward and I'm a creative and copywriter with tenure in digital, social media and PR agencies, a Webby under my belt, making news and ideas for clients like Amnesty International, Samsung, Dropbox, NIVEA and — appropriately — KFC.