 Hey there friends! How's it going? My name is Kevin and today we're playing Help Wanted. I think it would be good to maybe try and develop some actual skills in case I ever have to go into the real world and get a real job. Oh, what? What is this? Oh, look at that! They're all getting their own little intro. It's a sweet little family. I want to be part of the family. All right, now that I have been welcomed into the family, let's get started. Haha, just like my brain. There is no data. All my previous bosses have always said, You're fired. So I will just start off the job as fired. Fired. Is this okay? Well, no. But if I'm fired, I'm fired. I don't really get a say in it. But I hold the Wiimote like an 80-year-old who has never seen a television. Never mind the Wii. Why doesn't it work? Let's head to the employment office. Why don't you buy a game and then go, Oh, yes, I get to go to the employment office. And for God's sake, I just arrived at the employment office. And there's sirens and alarms going off. Yeah, they definitely know it's me. But this game is going very extreme. Some meteor just hit the earth. I just wanted to get a job in like a barber shop or something. Sir, I may have taken too much enemies of humankind and attacks on the planet Earth getting you down. We've all been there. Trust me. That's why you need the Transformer watch. What is this game? This is definitely made in Japan. This game is all over the place. There's just a meteor heading towards Earth and now we're back in the house. Okay, Grandpa's giving me an outfit and I need to go get a job to buy the thing of the telemarketing, which will help me stop a meteor which is heading towards Earth. Of course. The meteor's due in six days and I'm just trying to sleep until it gets here, but the game won't let me. Gramps needs help turning on a computer because he's a boomer. Hey there friends, how's it going? Okay, finally, jobs. Let's get to work. What do I want? I did watch a lot of Irish TikTok and I'm pretty hyped to be a farmer, if I'm honest. I'm just generally confused. Here I am to save the world. Wait, what am I doing? What am I doing? Hold on. Oh, Jesus. Oh, sweep of Jesus. Okay. No, no, no, no, no, hold on. Oh, for fuck's sake. That is not reacting in time. That is completely out of sync. Okay, this is having more success. Just freaking out. I love video games. The farmer's probably looking out at his new employee just slapping his ass off the dirt. Yep, worth every penny. All right, out of all those carrots, I think I got five. That's a hard day's work right there. I got my paycheck. It says $8.30 and at the bottom, fired. Understandable, to be honest. That meteor is still coming. My solution to stopping this meteor hitting the earth is to go out picking carrots. All right, let's try Corrier because I don't think I'll be allowed back on that farm unless I wear a fake mustache or something. Wait a second. Before I offer you the job, didn't my farmer friend just fire you yesterday? Oh, no, no, no, that was fired. I am fared. It's European. You got the job fared. The hell is this? Oh God. Whatever's in here, I hope you don't mind it being soggy. I bet it's just a package of those little dinosaurs that you soak in water and they grow in size. The box will just implode. Hi, doggy. Hi, Macquarie-er now. Oh, yeah, that means you hate me. Sorry, I forgot dogs automatically hate male people. And I'm a male, male person. So that's doubling up on the male. The dog must despise me. I don't know how to get past this hedge maze that they set up for me. Can I fit? Oh, I can fit through here. Okay. Honestly, it would be easier if I just went around this entire field. This is a horrible way of delivering mail. There you go. Here's your box of sausages. Oh, and I was two feet away. So sorry, you don't get your package. We're returning it to sender because I didn't make it on time. Honestly, we should just do it like the Irish postal service. Just drop kicking across the field. Or it lands, it lands, it'll be grand. What the hell is wrong with my mom? Mom, it might be time to ease up on the Botox. And Gramps, you got some toilet paper coming out of your eyes. Or is that tears? Okay. Well, at least someone's having a reasonable reaction to the fact we're about to die from a meteor. Not to worry. I'm going fishing to get enough money to stop it. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait, I'm driving the boat and fishing at the same time. I couldn't even pick carrots. This seems a bit beyond my pay grade. I caught like seven fish or something. So hopefully that's enough to buy the thing I need to stop a meteor. I have three more days to stop it. And all I have to show is like a handful of carrots, two deliveries, and about five fish. Okay. The most I've earned is from the fisher job. So I guess I'll try that again. No one else will hire me for some reason. Oh, what the hell is this one? I think this is a shark. Let's get him. He is literally faster than my boat. How am I supposed to catch him? I'm going to try and cut him off. It didn't work and I have ran out of time and I've caught zero fish. I have cost my employer because of all that fuel I used, just spinning around in circles. Are you working again, bro? Oh, can you call it working? He's making no money. Okay, I'm back as a courier. Your package is immediately wet. Imagine you see the courier jumping out of his van and immediately running into the sprinkler. Well, that's my penicillin gun. Come on. He can't even get to me. Feck off. Look how pissed that guy looks. I don't even blame him. Come on, come on. I need my Jim Pickens body pillow. There you go, sir. It comes pre-moistened. Okay, the meteor hits tomorrow. Why is no one else worried about this? Why is it up to me and my grandpa who has bolted a light bulb into the back of his head so it seems like he always has good ideas? What is it, Gramps? Well, it turns out you don't actually need to work every day. I mean, I've been living with that philosophy anyway. I said we can watch some TV together. Let's watch tele-shopping. Ah, yes, Japanese TV. Oh my God, what are they doing to them? Okay, so he wants me to buy this watch which will transform me into a giant and give me the ability to stop the meteor. This feels like a scam, I gotta be honest. So I need to buy the watch with points which I get from buying stuff on the tele-shopping network. This is definitely a scam. I'm just waiting for him to say send me Bitcoin and I'll double it. So the only things I can actually buy are these aprons and I don't have enough money and then you need to collect points by buying things and all of these things including the scary mask, delay the meteor. This is the worst scam ever. I'd rather send the money to some random Nigerian prince who's emailed me. That is honestly better odds. Oh, grandpa gave me some money. Great, okay. He had the money all along. Yeah, I'll order that Taylor suit. I'm gonna pick carrots out of the ground and I'm trying to be a Taylor. Okay, I'm ordering the scary mask. Me and my poor grandpa are getting scammed here. Tele-marketing preys on the old and the boomers. And I must say I'm a bit of a boomer myself. So I'll gladly buy into this. So the scary mask will arrive tomorrow and the meteor will also arrive tomorrow and we need the scary mask to delay the meteor. So it entirely depends on the courier service if we all die tomorrow and I've worked for the courier service and I will say they are not reliable. I'm gonna get a soggy piece of paper mache in the mail. Okay, there we go. Hee-hee-hee. I know, spooky, right? Yeah, you get that meteor, Gramps. Okay, it actually works somehow. The meteor got scared of my grandpa and his spooky soggy mask. All right, a new day, a new job. I will become a Taylor and as is tradition with these jobs I will not read the instructions. Just give me someone's wedding dress and I'll get to work. Wait, what? Wait, hold on. I don't know what I'm doing. Hold on, hold on. I can actually get this. I can figure this out. All right, wait. Hold on. There's only so many buttons. Okay, wait, I'm sewing the table to their shirt. Sorry about that. Wait, I don't get paid anything? Like, even if I did a poor job, I still did a job. Surely there's some labor laws here. That's it. I'm going home and I'm going to cry in bed. I'm not even attending jobs anymore. I'm just immediately going home and sleeping. I've slept for four days straight now. Perhaps this problem is bigger than me, Grandpa. Maybe I can't stop this meteor, or maybe I'm just not willing to buy into this scam anymore. Oh, there's a sale on the telemarketing network, but no, I'm still too depressed. Not even that can cheer me up. My dream of being a tailor is over before it even started. The meteor is now only seven days away, and it was 21 days away a second ago. I've just been sleeping for two weeks solid. Look, it's not my fault the meteor showed up when I was in hibernation. This is normal for me. Every year I sleep through July, August, and September. As the great philosopher Green Day once said, Wake me up when September ends. I've cooked up something that really boosts your stamina. Great, this will give me the stamina I need to sleep for another five days. Oh, that is getting mighty close. One day left on Earth. What will I spend the last day of my life doing? I think sleeping. Are you two on track to take care of that thing? Yeah, I've not been sleeping for two and a half weeks. Okay, Gramps. You really hammered home. There's a sense of urgency here. But honestly, I'm really tired. We'll just see how this whole thing plays out. You see, it looks like a beautiful day. The sun is shining. The birds are chirping. No meteor in sight. Oh, um... That's not the sun. That's the meteor. Wait, Gramps found one of those watches on the street. Okay, I think that's just a latex suit. I don't want to see my grandpa in a skin tight latex suit. Oh, and he must have got it at a half off sale. Okay, Grandpa just flew into the sky and tried punching the meteor. And yeah, that didn't work at all. He's like, I'm taking half your money and points for building repairs. I have none to begin with. Half of nothing is still nothing, Grandpa. He's extended it two weeks. All right, that's it. You know, at the start, I was thinking Grandpa was getting taken advantage of by the telemarketing people. But now I'm thinking Grandpa's in on it. That light bulb isn't lighting up because he's an idea to stop the meteor. It's lighting up because he has an idea to scam his grandchildren. I didn't look into this game much before I played it, but given that the title was Help Wanted 50 Wacky Jobs, it's very different than I expected. I just really didn't expect to see my grandpa half naked and the other half of him covered in a skin tight latex suit and me with tape wrapped all around my head. Why is this happening? I don't understand. I guess I'll just suffocate here then. I mean, it doesn't really matter. I wasn't doing anything with my life. I was just sleeping. Yeah, maybe it's best I just stay as a burden on the taxpayer because I'm not caught out to work. I think I'm just gonna sleep for the rest of my life. It's apparently gonna be two weeks until the scam gets extended, I guess. But we're gonna leave it there. I hope you enjoyed me trying out these jobs. I don't think I'm fit for the real world, so I'm gonna continue making videos. I'm gonna continue posting every day as well as streaming over on Twitch. The link for that will be in the description. I hope you enjoyed. As I said, I appreciate you watching and I hope to see you next time. Bye for now.