Busy
I have work coming out of my ears at the moment. Heaps and piles and mountains of it. This isn't the carefree life I envisaged when I was small. I wanted to be a hairdresser, or a lollipop lady, or any number of other glamorous jobs. My stepsister wanted to be a nurse, until she was bought a book on nursing and realised that she would have to wipe bottoms and wash willies and that sort of thing. When I had Small Person I abruptly decided (as I'm pretty sure a number of other exhausted, drugged women do) that I really, really wanted to be a midwife. And apart from being rubbish at science, extremely squeamish and unwilling to work shifts on the grounds that I'd never be able to work out my TV schedule effectively, I'd have been great at it. But here I sit, surrounded by piles of meaningless paper that I will action and put somewhere else. How very rewarding.
What did you want to be when you grew up? And did you make it? Go on, make me envious. It's not like my day could get any worse.
Carry on.
What did you want to be when you grew up? And did you make it? Go on, make me envious. It's not like my day could get any worse.
Carry on.
posted by surly girl at 1:11 pm
31 Comments:
I wanted to be an archaeologist. But my Dad shattered my childhood dreams by telling to me to "throw that filthy rubbish away this instant" once when I'd brought in a particularly voluminous pile of dirty old bits of crockery and rusty metal things from the ploughed field outside our house. I'd still rather be an archaeologist than do what I'm doing now, but I'm not particularly bitter.
After growing up watching the "Fall Guy" I always fancied myself as Stunt Man. Or bounty hunter.
Space 1999, Buck Rogers, Battle Star Gallactica, Metal Mickey made me want to be an astronaut.
Watching barbapapa just confused me...
I ended up as an IT Manager, which allows me to surf blogs all day. So not too bad.
My mother is fond of telling visitors to her house that when I was 12 I announced I wanted to be a male stripper, and then proceeded to take all my clothes off to the tune of the "Blue Oyster Bar" music from Police Academy. I have no recollection of this incident, and hope she's making it up. However, I do remember finding myself naked in front room in front of my mothers' friends once, when I was 12. mmm
Now that the opportunity to be a rock god has passed me by due to age I suppose I too will have to sttle for being an IT Manager. I have embraced my geekiness and am now proud of it !!!
At the age of 5, I was convinced I was going to be a piano teacher. The lack of any ability to play the piano didn't strike me as being a particular problem.
At the age of 5, I was convinced I was going to be a piano teacher. The lack of any ability to play the piano didn't strike me as being a particular problem.
author, been writing my book for 5 years now.....!
cripes, i don't remember wanting to be anything (worrying - might have to ask motherhen)
then i became a business development manager and then an all-round media whore and then an unpaid slave to two small people
onwards and upwards
:-)
I wanted to be a moron.
Mission accomplished.
leave the gin alone, wyndham.
I wanted to be a Maths teacher, but then I saw how badly teachers were treated by pupils. Then I went to sixth form and discovered bunking off. It kind of went down hill from there. Now I 'work' in IT and wish I didn't.
I wanted to be an air hostess, but considering that I hate people and any job that doesn't involve a comfy chair, I don't think I was really ever going to be cut out for it.
Am having to consider again what it is that I want to be when I grew up after coming very close to walking out on my job about an hour ago...
That's called a lunch hour KC and we all walk out during those !!!!
All I ever wanted to be was a dancer...I done all the hard training ever since I was 5 and went to professional dance college in London..then got a serious back injury so couldn't do it anymore. I'm still heart broken, and although I have got a teaching diploma in many differet types of dance..I can't quite bring myself to teach..because I still want to be a dancer myself! Then I moved on to wanting to be an air hostess..but I am scared of flying so that probably wouldn't have been a good move!! Now all I want to do is win the lottery so I can do what the hell I like and pay for all my friends to go on holiday with me for a whole year! The only dancing I do now is when I drop scalding hot coffee on my foot and bound around the room in pain!! Wouldn't mind a go at pole dancing though!! ; )
that's because you're a dirty lady.
and you? an air hostess? can't see it somehow, not once you'd dropped the fourth dinner in someone's lap and opened the emergency exit mid flight "for a bit of fresh air"....
I think I could have been a dancer too. I have the rhythm in me but wasn't sure which discipline to follow...any suggestions SG ? Knowing my fondness for strutting as you do perhaps you can recommend which one of these art forms I should pursue.
Hey you two...leave off the Dirty Dancing business!!! Always filth with you SG!!
Perhaps I am 'slightly' to clumsy to be an air hostess, but you know what..I do have a rather nice 'air hostess' colour lipstick that would look sooo good with that uniform!!
I wanted to be a bus driver. How's that for setting your standards low from the start. I didn't even want to drive double deckers, which have a slight coolness about them (well, in the bus driver world I'm sure they do) because they were too big and scary. I just wanted to drive a regular sized bus.
I never wanted to be any of the multitude of things I ended up being, and definitely, absolutely, certainly not the Government slave I was until 2000.
But now *adopts smug supercilious expression* I've had my midlife crisis a bit early, given it all up, retrained, and now work for myself doing a job I really enjoy. What a git.
I announced frequently that I was going to be the first female President of the U.S.
That dream was squashed when I saw an election and imagined people digging up dirt and insulting me all the time. I decided it was better to have fun, and not worry about who might find out.
I wanted variously to be a journalist, a hairdresser, prime minister and an actress. Achieved the first and it ain't all it's cracked up to be.
Now I want to be an author, a jewellery designer and rich. Bah
I think I'm sort of living my life backwards. I was quite, well, sort of, *cough*, conservative (large and small 'c' I'm afraid) as a kid and wanted to be a soldier. After fifteen years of unpleasantness I couldn't wait to get out and I've been getting more and more liberal (only a small 'l') ever since.
Probably only got the Greenpeace/hippy phase to go now. Funny thing is that everyone else - including a socialist government - seems to have moved the other way.
From the age of 5 I wanted to be an actor. To achieve this dream, at 18 I went to London and attended drama school, which, it became clear was actually a mental hospital run by people wearing leotards and leg-warmers. I fled back to the provinces and couldn't step in to a theatre for years after without feeling sick. Still, I did get to study the art of fencing which has proved invaluable. Fencing with swords that is, rather than creosote.
I wanted to be a showjumper or the Lone Ranger. Or possibly a Mohican Indian. Or maybe live on a deserted coral island.
Then I wanted to be a sculptor.
Instead, I worked in the civil service, market research, school kitchens and at least three factories (for not quite a week each).
Now I keep books for a friend's business which is really weird as I'm no good at numbers! Even more weird, I love it!
I wanted to be Rolf Harris. There is still time.
*begins to pant in an inadvertently sinister style*
Apart from soldier, policeman or cowboy, my fo my first real ambition I wanted to be a silversmith. Then a sculptor (not dissimilar I spose). I always knew I could fall back on acting or rally driving (but never did either), then for some stupid dumb idiot reason I thought being a copywriter would be great. It isn't. Don't try it at home.
Since v small, wanted to be an author. Am currently a journalist. Other career interests included being the youngest woman to climb everest, youngest woman on the moon, (both of which I suspect I am too late for at this stage), maths teacher (then I realised I actually didn't like maths much), interpreter (then realised that it was far too competitive - so not at all like writing then)...
What I do these days is write about cheque presentations, charity appeals and the occasional road crash/stabbing/rape. Not exactly living the dream.
oooh, oooh, rare, nigh-on extinct breed spotted here on surl's blog: a Tory!!!!!!!!
*darts off to grab digital camera to take photos to show to great grandchildren*
p.s. my outlaws are former YCs - but that was the '60s and it was all about drinking pop and meeting your future spouse (QED)
You know when you're four or five, and your relatives tell you that the picture you've just painted is really, really good? I wanted to be an artist. Ahem.
When I was 14, I wanted to be a solicitor.
I'm currently unemployed, but at least I'm not an Inventory Controller anymore.
oh god. i am.
There are lots of airline jobs in Gurgaon, so why can't apply for those jobs
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