Whenever I hit a economic downturn, I review my employment options.
Driver in Iraq – life expectancy 3 weeks.
Go-go boy at a Pattaya Boytown bar – fired for being too old.
Joining the priesthood – excommunicated for not vowing to abuse altar boys.
The deposed Prime Minister of Thailand is in a similar position.
Past his best years and without a job.
Recently he declared in Hong Kong he was seeking a job.
Resume.
Ex-Prime minister.
Puppet billionaire.
Cop.
Prospects - Security guard at Cartier.
Thaksin might not be broke, but you bleed cash fast when your wife has never heard the words.
“Attention K-Mart Shoppers.”
His mia #1 is a Gucci shopper. Old helmet head spent 30K baht on scarves and after Thaksin tried on a suit at Marc Jacobs but didn’t pull the trigger on his credit card. He told the shop assistant. “I have no money.”
How the mighty have fallen?
Onto the streets of London or a Hong Kong Shopping Mall.
I couldn’t think of a better purgatory for a man of action.
“Hey, buddy can you spare a dime?”