Reminds me of a story I once read.

Guy is doing his laundry on the night of his 26th birthday. He realizes that he's a complete loser. There's a flier on the wall looking for musicians. He calls the number and makes an appointment.

He drives up and sees a bunch of teenagers standing around outside a garage.

"Is this the tryouts?"

"Man, you don't need to try out. You've got a van, you're our manager!"