How the other half live
Some of my friends have amazing, exotic and intriguing jobs. Makes my “cool” job at a design agency seem pretty mundane in comparison, but I wouldn’t swap my crazy workmates for anything. Well, maybe a lottery win!
One of my pals from university is a yacht concierge. No, he doesn’t spend time fixing up yachts with tickets for London events or organising restaurant bookings while they’re in town; he helps yacht owners take care of their boats when they’re too busy to maintain them. He gets to see some really fantastic yachts; he’s even looked after one that belonged to royalty, but he was sworn to secrecy by his boss, so could only give us charades-like clues when we met for a beer in town. I reckon somewhere in the Middle East, but seeing as my geographical knowledge stretches as far south as Brighton and as far north as Sheffield, where we both went to uni, I ran out of ideas after I established that one fact!
The best part of his job is that he has to take the yachts out for a sail regularly, to keep everything ticking over and check there are no problems before Mummy and Daddy arrive to pick up their pride and joy. Occasionally, I’ve been down for a visit in Southampton when he has to to take a boat out for a spin – and guess who gets to tag along? Yes, yours truly. The biggest land lubber on the face of the earth. The whole experience is probably wasted on me, but you get to pretend you’re rich and famous for a couple of hours. Just a shame the booze cabinet is always locked on these voyages. Arrr!
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