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(Fark)   What do you do for a living now vs what job have you always wanted to have? We're talking childhood dream jobs, crazy unrealistic fantasy jobs, or even jobs from the olden days of yore. Share with us your wildest professional aspirations   ( divider line
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2021-01-17 11:27:45 PM  
7 votes:
In high school I wanted to work with lasers as a grown up. Graduated that and went to electronics engineering because that's what steers you to that. Yeah recession. Tech industries not hiring.  Ended up working in waste treatment for 20+ years. Didn't lose all my training since the industry was scaling up in some sort of automation during the time. Got tired of the shift work and got divorced so went back to electronics and networking/network construction. Ran across some engineers that had a strange problem with fiber optic cable and provided a solution  that the manufacturer deployed and solved the issue. Became a larger fish in a small stream. Went on to telecom engineering.

Oh well. I kinda ended up doing what I had wanted to do. Impressed some folk along the way. And unlike on Fark, haven't made a total ass of myself along the way in real life.
2021-01-18 7:04:23 AM  
3 votes:
Wanted to be an Egyptologist after reading an old book called "The Lost Queen of Egypt" in third grade. Went to a college with only a few archaeology courses and took a class in Victorian Literature taught by an amazing professor and switched my major from History to English. Worked for 15 years in TV news, switched to proposal/grant writing when daughter was born. Now I'm digging for dollars for worthy non-profits. Moral of the story: books make you crazy.
2021-01-18 1:47:23 AM  
3 votes:
I always wanted to be a Biologist. More specifically I wanted to be a forest ranger or a field biologist like Farley Mowat in "Never Cry Wolf". Unfortunately, jobs like that were rare in the 90's, so I stumbled into molecular and computational biology. I ended up in a rewarding job that affords me the respect of my peers and pays obscenely well. I love my work but now I have to run through the woods on my own time.
2021-01-18 4:25:14 PM  
2 votes:
So when I was in school, I wanted nothing more than to work for Disney as an animator (this was back in the 90's). I worked hard at artwork. I took art classes all the time, I learned what I could about making and painting cells by hand and even made some of my own using acetate and gauche paints.

I was good enough in art that I won multiple awards in art shows and competitions, and one of those I received a $1000/year scholarship to college.

My Junior year, my parents asked where I wanted to go for summer vacation and I told them Disney, but specifically MGM Studios Disney where they had an animation studio. I found out you could tour the animation studio and that's what I wanted to do.

We went that summer, I got to go on the tour, the animators there were working on Lion King at the time. I asked the tour guide about how one gets to work as an animator and mentioned that has been what I wanted to do for a couple of years. She actually pulled us aside when the tour was over and got us in touch with someone in the animation department who came out and talked with us. He told us the best way to do it was to go through their Disney Artist Internship program. He took my information and said he would send us information about the program.

Later that summer I got a packet in the mail from Disney. It outlined everything about the intern program including what schools they have exclusive intern programs with. And I was in luck there was one in my home state. Columbus College of Art and Design.

I dedicated my senior year to making sure I met the requirements to get in. I built a portfolio of art which I never had before. I beefed up my grades. And like I said, I won a scholarship.

Winter of my Senior year we set up a pre-freshman tour of the campus. The idea was to go spend the day, get to know some of the professors, where the dorms were, how to get from building to building. You know, standard prefresh stuff.

When the tour was comi9ng to a close, we ended at the admissions office where I was supposed to fill out a bunch of admissions paperwork and college application. Keep in mind that I met the head of that Disney Intern department and found out that the internship only accepted students after their junior year for the upcoming senior year and it would only be for one semester. But I already had my sights on it.

When we got to the admissions department, we sat with an admin who brought out the stuff to fill out, but my dad stopped her from going any further and asked her what the cost of this college would be.

Ok, I should interrupt here and tell you that looking back I should have recognized what has happening, but I didn't. You see, my dad was a cheapskate. I mean, major cheapskate. Like, doesn't let my mom buy napkins from the store because he would grab thick stacks of napkins and straws from Wendy's, stole office supplies from his work, only tipped a waitress $1 kind of cheapskate. So vacations in my family usually meant going some place where they offered up free tickets to Disney if you attend a timeshare seminar kind of vacations. And yes that's how we went on vacation that summer. And every time, he would attend the seminar then tell the people he already owned a better timeshare so let me have the tickets and he'd be on his way. And we weren't poor, by any stretch of the imagination, my dad was just that cheap. I grew up wearing ill fitting clothes because they would shop at places where you got factory seconds for cheap...

Back to the story...

He stopped the admin and told her he didn't want to bother with a sales pitch, just give him the price per year. I recall getting a sinking feeling when he did that and I recall her trying to say something about the importance of education or something and him interrupting her and asking for the price again. When she told him it would be $9k a year he slid the packet back at her, stood up, and told us to head to the car.

I don't remember the drive home. I don't remember the rest of that day. In a single blow, my dreams were crushed. I think I tried talking him into hearing them out, but whatever my efforts were they were futile and useless. My dad insisted that working in the factory at GM would be good enough for me. Art wasn't a REAL job, and he wasn't going to take out a loan just so I could doodle and never amount to anything in life. I remember putting my portfolio away and I never saw it again.

Over the course of 3 years he would do that to me 2 more times. The third time it happened, I actually would have had a free ride through social security due to becoming disabled from a car accident. I was 21 years old, but stuck in my parents because I was still rehabilitating after a car accident that landed me over a year in the hospital. I was in a wheelchair and told I could get a 4 year degree on the state's dime. I was admitted, I signed up for classes, and 2 weeks before classes started I was told that computers were just toys and he wasn't going to let me go to college to learn how to play with toys. It wasn't a REAL job. I should focus on getting back on my feet so I can start working for GM (which he was a GM/UAW retiree by the way and could get me a job with a phone call).

Skip a few years and I refused to work for GM, ended up working as assistant store manager at a Papa Johns and went to college on my own dime and grant money. Got a degree in Computer Science and to this day I work in IT as a Telecomm Avaya Admin.

It's been 27 years since that incident regarding my art. I never picked up art again until 3 weeks ago...

I made a promise to myself that I would make 2021 the year I would become creative again and I would find my passion for art somehow.

And I did.

I bought a tattoo gun... I don't plan on becoming a working tattoo artist of course, and truthfully I doubt I will ever ink someone's skin. What I did get though was a stack of practice skin to play with. And you know what? I like it. I feel *something* when I pick up the gun and put ink in the fake skin. There's an ember there and the more I play with it, the brighter it gets and the more fun I have...
2021-01-18 8:49:48 AM  
2 votes:
Computer programmer or jet pilot.  Jets make me throw the hell up so I am now a computer programmer.
2021-01-18 5:37:25 PM  
1 vote:
I wanted to be a lawyer.  My whole life.
By the time I got to college (after only passing high school by the skin of my teeth) and being a 'C' student at best in all my poli-sci classes I realized it was never going to happen.

Even if I got into a Law School (which I doubt I would be able to), there is no way I would pass the classes, let alone the BAR
(I've never passed a bar in my life! (Best joke in The Money Pit))

And if by some strange twist of fate I DID pass Law School, I doubt I would get a good job, assuming I had to go to a shiatty Law School because of my college transcripts.

Which means I would spend my entire life in debt to Law School and never really getting to DO the job I wanted to in the first place.

It's rough realizing and admitting you're just not that smart.
2021-01-18 1:07:55 PM  
1 vote:
I wanted to be in special effects in movies (this was in the 80s) and I wanted to be Tom Savini's assistant. That guy can create anything. I watched a special about how he put a machete into Jason's head and had him slide down the machete. It was so neat, and that is what I wanted to do.
2021-01-18 9:53:08 AM  
1 vote:
Hum. I don't really remember having any "fantasy" jobs. Fairly early I was introduced to drafting, took a liking to it, was encouraged to pursue it, and ended up having some talent for it. It has zero glamor, but it's made a decent career that I don't tire of. I've kinda moved past it in that now I'm a manager who tells other drafters what and how to draft, but I still get to bust out the occasional drawing myself.
2021-01-18 9:36:41 AM  
1 vote:
I've always loved nature and the outdoors.  As I grew up I knew I wanted to be involved somehow in making sure that the environment is protected.

Went to college-  degree in natural resource science.

Work for government agency protecting the environment.

2021-01-18 8:54:05 AM  
1 vote:
I'm a writer. I wanted to be a fighter pilot/astronaut. But then I was told there *would* be math.

/actually, red/green colorblind
2021-01-18 8:22:30 AM  
1 vote:
When I was younger I wanted to be a Hollywood stuntman. I loved and still do, movies and TV shows with a lot of action sequences. Today, I am a test tech for a defense contractor. Not quite the same thing, but I get to play with expensive toys that can blow things up.
2021-01-18 4:55:54 AM  
1 vote:
Actual jobs for which I have collected actual paychecks:

Strip club DJ, video game tester/tip team/support/supervisor/Online Immortal (SEGA, Sony and 3DO), chocolate shop manager, dog chef, escort service coordinator, and pretzel twister, along with the boring stuff like grocery store manager, corporate trainer, hosting/domains business owner, teahouse/steakhouse/cantina server, Salesforce Admin/Developer/Consultant, jetski sales, crypto daytrader (ok, this is not an actual check but I pulled profits enough to pay all living and entertainment expenses in San Fran for a year)

Right now I'm a cannabis tech manager...
2021-01-18 4:30:08 AM  
1 vote:
As a kid I I just wanted my real parents to come and take me back to my home planet, where I'd become an engineer on a spaceship or something.

Real life I've been a low-level diplomat with two foreign postings, lawyer, and now a college lecturer. Space would have been better, but I'm not complaining.
2021-01-18 12:06:22 AM  
1 vote:
EMT now. Dream job was a pilot. Then I found out how insanely expensive it was just to get a PPL. Then the plane costs, fuel costs, airport fees, FBO fees. You have to be rich just to tote around in a single engine Cessna.
2021-01-18 12:01:51 AM  
1 vote:
Some kind of animal behavioral research.  There's a wide range of animals and insects I (think I) would have liked to study. The travel and exotic locations would have been a bonus.
And in a more pervy vein... yoga instructor. Just for the scenery and hands on, ummm... assistance.
2021-01-17 11:44:24 PM  
1 vote:
If I could do anything, I think I'd work in a marijuana bakery. I love marijuana and I make a mean dessert, plus I have yrs of experience in food service and bakery management. I could really see myself doing basically anything with marijuana and be happy
2021-01-17 11:14:32 PM  
1 vote:
Nuclear Physics in Sustainable Nuclear Fusion
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