What did you want to be when you grew up?


And, most interesting to me, how does that look compared to what you are doing now?

This is my 200th post so I thought I’d go retro.  And hey, it’s fun to look at candy.  When I was young, I sold it – by the piece, parlaying up from 19 cents or so worth of on sale Valentine’s Day lollipops to an empire worth at least ten dollars and boasting many different varieties, all priced to tempt.

Maybe I should have gone into business.

Before I was maybe seventeen or so, I didn’t think that much about what I wanted to actually do. I thought about things I wanted to be, but I didn’t think about the actual day to day of living within the jobs I wanted to do. I wanted to be a bus driver when I was three, for example, and I thought about becoming an attorney, a pilot, a vet, a nurse, an architect, an artist, and quite a few other things.

When I went to university I planned to become a jeweler – and would have been very well served by job shadowing someone who did that job. I was aimless and really needed a well respected mentor.  If I ever have influence over a young person about to enter the working world, I’ll advise that. The funny thing is, I like what I do – but the job I do would have simply required a few typing classes. I don’t use my degree for much, but I guess it’s nice to have as a credential. If I had it to do over, I’d definitely do more research about what would be best, not just what would be expected.

I had no idea what day to day work at a job would be like.  I had some vague idea of working in an office, but I wasn’t sure what people really did in offices.  It’s actually rather funny how little I knew.  Now I work in an office – a big one, populated by a few hundred people on any given day.  A call center, yes, but essentially a huge office.  It’s busy and chapati and sometimes a lot of fun, and nothing like I imagined.

What did you want to be as a kid? Are you doing something related to that, or something completely different?  Do you wonder about the road not taken?

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