Q is for Queen
When I was in junior high and high school, during my S.E.O.P.'s (I'm disappointed I remembered such a useless term) I would try to make things difficult for my teacher or counselor. I don't know why I felt the need to do that, but I didn't know why I was being pressured into choosing a long-term career when up to that point, my only paid position was to be terrorized by neighbor children. Literally, terrorized. Here were some of my occupational goals:
During a 9th grade career lecture, I said I wanted to be a mortician. I think I had heard my dad talk about it and thought it was interesting. When I announced my plan, it scared the teachers and the counselor. Success.
From about 10th grade forward, I decided I wanted to be the Queen of England. I knew that would be a pretty big task, but I was up for it. For example, I didn't want to convert so I was going to have to do a lot of missionary work to make Mormonism the state religion over there. And, I was going to have to marry Prince William. Which, at that time looked like a pretty good option as well. Imagine my disappointment in November of 2010 when he announced his engagement. Luckily, his looks resembled either a horse or his dad so I wasn't as interested. And furthermore, I had my sights set on Jake. Hook, line, and sinker.
Other jobs I've been interested in since my youth:
News Reporter
Teacher
Singer
Pianist
Presidential Communications Director
Presidential Speech Writer
Financial Educator
Financial Counselor
Google - anything - that place looks fun
Development Specialist
HR
Anything I could do from home
Preschool Teacher
I'm a job coach now, and have been for five years. My last employee is #161 since I started. This has turned out to be the most interesting work I think I could do. If I was a psychologist, or had a reality show like of The Office, I would still work here. If I work forever, I'd like to have this job, I think. Unless George W. starts hiring for anything.
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