A manager doesn't hear the cheers.

I was a window dresser for Burton's once. What really put me off was the area manager coming round and saying, Charles, I think you're a natch at this.

Later, I became the manager for Amelia Earhart, until, well, you know.

One of the dumber things my manager said was, Stick to the melody. But I can't.

No seriously... when there's families, you tend to go back to your room after the gig rather than go for a drink with the other guys. But there's always someone who's got something going, like the tour manager.

I wouldn't say I was the best manager in the business. But I was in the top one.

If a chairman sacks the manager he initially appointed, he should go as well.

Telling the entire world and his dog how good a manager I was. I knew I was the best but I should have said nowt and kept the pressure off 'cos they'd have worked it out for themselves.

The problem is, we elected a manager and we need a leader. Let's face it: Bush is just dim.

I started at Pillsbury as a manager in one of their analysis functions, then worked my way up the corporate ladder to become vice president. Moving to Burger King was an important moment in my career.

My mother's side of the family was in the production side of theatre. My grandfather, Jose Vega, was a general manager for Neil Simon shows on Broadway.

My manager and my agents, they go over my contracts.

After one look at this planet any visitor from outer space would say 'I want to see the manager.'

My manager was Buddy Glee, who put me together with Mike Curb, and was basically the idea to bring some soul to the label and bring something different to the label besides the Hank Williams situation.

My mother is an office manager, my father a professor of economics and financial planner.