My name is Bailey Duane, and I have the best-and strangest-job ever. I am a professional gofer, which means if you need someone to release chickens in an airport terminal to stop your beloved from getting on a plane, I'm your girl. Fetching drycleaning? Check. Game night buddy? Check. Giving everyone ridiculous nicknames? Double check. Only, when I get hired by a guy I call Fred and his stick-in-the-mud colleague...