Marketing Manager

I am doing my best as marketing manager – not that I ever asked for the job. They always roll me out when a group of customers arrive. But I have to say – I know bugger all about grapes, in fact I’m not even allowed to eat them. Weird that Dave would choose to grow stuff that could poison me and my mates! Instead I get used like a supermodel, parading in front of people, letting them pat me and ooh and ahh. Groups of girls are the worst – they just can’t get enough of me. I have to sit there like Hugh Hefner, surrounded by a gaggle of giggling girls. I don’t mind if it helps with the bottom line, but I just don’t know why Dave can’t take on the role for a while. I guess he just lacks my charisma and good looks!