When I Grow Up

Even at age 51 I still ask myself what I want to do when I grow up. As I have written recently, I’ve had several jobs, but none I would consider a career and few jobs have I ever had a consumptive passion over.

I do know there are several jobs I’d never want, regardless of the pay, and they are:
Fisherman, too cold wet and stinky.
Plumber, too cold wet and stinky, plus there is a lot of crawling involved.
Mechanic, I have no mechanical ability.
Croupier, I can’t shuffle cards, (Can’t tie knots either) and I am very bad at games.
Bar Tender, I would not have a good eye as to when to cut people off.
Middle School Teacher, Too much energy and hormonal stuff going on there.
Long Distance Truck Driver, too many temptations to go off course.
Fund Raiser, I hate begging.
Fast Food, hard to get the stink off.
Hair Stylist, too many ways to screw people up.

Here are some jobs I’ve never had and I wouldn’t mind trying, regardless of pay:
Pilot
Rancher
House inspector
Heavy equipment operator
Baker
Staff comedy writer
Coroner
Set builder
Limo driver
Art Restorer

And finally, if I could only get paid for blogging.