The Possibilities Are... Limited

When I was a kid, I thought there were only a few things you could really be when you grew up. There were the old classics like doctor, scientist, and astronaut, and not much else. I did want to be a cartoonist for a while, until I realized that I drew as well as a blind chimp. Even when I went to college I didn’t really know how many different majors there were. I never really thought about it until someone said their major was “resort management” or something like that. I had no idea such a thing existed.

I kind of wish I could go back with a list of thousands of jobs and see if I might have chosen to do things at all differently. I have a lot of different interests that could have led to any number of outcomes. This is not to say I don’t enjoy being a grammar snob (my current line of work), but sometimes it’s fun to think about what might have come about.

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My roommate in college majored in Gerontology. She really loved working with the elderly. Let's just say that is not a career choice I would ever make of mine own free will. But then, that's just me. I guess it's a good things there are those people out there who love it.

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