I used to work for a security company, and one of my jobs was to drive Mick Jagger and Keith Richards around for a month.
Anyway, one day they both decided they were going to get some drugs in Paris, I couldn't find them again, and I got sacked as soon as I got back.
Anyway, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise as I was offered a job writing for a slimming publication because every woman wanted to know...