Mr. Moo didn't know what to do with his life. He was constantly poring over the newspaper want-ads wondering if there was anything he was really qualified for. Manufacturing never panned out and sales just wasn't what he enjoyed, even the popular telemarketing positions didn't have any appeal to him.
He tried delivering newspapers to his neighborhood, but the customers started complaining when he missed the porch and he always had trouble getting them into a plastic bag when the weather was bad.
He applied for a couple of secretarial positions but was never called back for an interview. He could never understand why.
Try as he might, he could never bring himself to work for one of those 'burger joints' that always seemed to be hiring. He wasn't dumb. He knew what went into those burgers.
Don't get me wrong. Mr. Moo wasn't a total failure. He did get a few chances to work in advertising and product design.
You know those commercials where the people have a white upper lip and the caption says, "Got Milk?" That was his idea. (Actually, his idea was "Do you happen to have any milk?", but they changed it, saying things like "it needed rhythm" and had be "short-and-sweet."
As for product design, he was walking out of the Gateway Human Resources office one day after applying for one of those secretarial positions when someone, who was obviously drunk, saw him and loudly slurred to the person next to him, "That's what our boxes should look like.!" Even though, Mr. Moo had little to do with it, he still puts it on his resume'.
It must have been a combination of these experiences that finally did the trick for Mr. Moo. You can now see him posing in the advertisments for the Chick-Fil-A company. He says he was even allowed to write the signs featured in the ads.