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Discussion in 'Bad Dog Cafe' started by blowtorch, Jan 19, 2019.
Congratulations on being a pilot for the Air Force. I think that is awesome.
Glad to hear it man! Hoping the same for me and mrs. slingshot
I spent most of my career in Contract Management, Estimating, and Business Management. I was pretty good at it.
I have a pension from a previous job and savings to get by. I feel comfortable with my decision to retire. I am still in the shallow end of the pool with retirement. It hasn’t really hit me yet.
Drive boats for the Coast Guard - best of the best
2 out of 3 - still working on rock star
I had a detailed plan worked out - I was going to juggle three careers - airline pilot, orange farmer in Florida, and doctor just for good measure. Nope, that didn't happen....I've been a teacher of one kind or another since finishing college.
My career was very similar to what I wanted to be at age six. I retired early to build my dream house and one day when I was almost 60, I called my mom and told her that I was playing with Lincoln logs and licking rocks just like I was when I was a young kid. Yup, some things never change.
I wanted to work with electronics, and I have for the past 36 years...
Unfortunately, for the last 17 years my company has beat the passion out of my work, but I've been there over 30 years so my level of apathy has easily reached their level of incompetence, so I'm actually slightly happy.
I do however really like string cheese...
I wanted to be a garbage man and ride on the back of the truck, always thought it would be cool. Never got to fulfill that dream.
Astronaut. Didn't turn out so well.
So, did you get any good truckin’ songs out of all those years on the road?
I grew up in a Louisiana swamp. Literally, they drained a swamp to build the subdivision. All there was to do was go across the levee and swamp tromp catching all manner of critters. I had pretty nice snake collection at one time (sorry mom!).
I wanted to be a Herpetologist. Then an astronaut, musician, etc., with some overlap obviously. I’m almost a musician, and got to do some archaeology work, and raise a family, so no complaints or what if’s here.
An adult. First was to be 18 to vote, then 21 so I could drink, then 25 so I could get cheaper car insurance. I wanted to be 52 to get to the next century. Finally it was 65 to get social security. It took a long time but I accomplished all of it. Now I want to be a 100 and know it.
I had a pretty lengthy post here but I tend to give away a lot. Dad wanted my brother and I to be astronauts or "the world needs ditch diggers too" and we were required to be out of the house at 18. I joined the military, got into computers as that was my interest. My brother joined the military, got into photography and computers. My youngest brother went to college became a MBA and is doing quite well (we all are really).
Dad wasn't a helicopter parent and in the Navy so seldom around. We had no encouragement to do anything other than survive his visits. Our goal was to get out and away and we did when we could.
While I expected it to pay better overall, I've basically hit all the high points of what I wanted to do as a kid.
I worked on guitars professionally for about four years.
I built tracks for racing simulators.
Currently I paint wargaming miniatures for a living.
I've never been one to tolerate BS (anyone that's seen any of my posts here has probably figured that out), especially not from employers. The only goal, the only REAL goal, I have ever had in my working life is to never be in a position where I couldn't walk away. While this has hurt me a few times over the years (primarily when it comes to promotions) I've worked for myself more than I've worked for other people. I wouldn't trade that for anything.
I just wanted to know the truth, fix what was broken, and be myself.
I ended up believing lies, getting broken in the process, and having to wear masks.
I don't get along with reality.
Yet, all my dreams came true.
More importantly, you have become one hell of a communication specialist!
After watching Emergency?
First a paramedic, then a doctor ... had the grades and scholarship for it, too ... ended up teaching high school for 20 years, then administratin’ ... who knew ... ?
I wanted to be a garbageman because I thought they only worked one day a week!
I wanted to be Keith Richards. It didn’t work out AT ALL. And if it had, I’d have been dead within a few months. So I’m pretty happy that dream didn’t work out!