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i wanted to be either a shop keeper or a wrestler - neither happened.
i wanted to be either a shop keeper or a wrestler - neither happened.
The discussion revolves around the childhood aspirations of participants regarding their desired careers when they grew up. The scope includes a variety of professions, ranging from whimsical to serious, and reflects personal experiences and changes in interests over time.
Participants generally shared a variety of individual experiences and aspirations without reaching a consensus. Multiple competing views on career aspirations and the influence of childhood experiences remain evident throughout the discussion.
Some participants expressed nostalgia and humor in their reflections, while others highlighted the impact of external factors, such as parental guidance or personal experiences, on their career choices. The discussion does not resolve the differing perspectives on the value or appeal of various professions.
This discussion may be of interest to those reflecting on career aspirations, childhood dreams, or the influence of personal experiences on professional choices.
Monique said:I wanted to be the store clerk who wraps gifts, it seemed like a really fun job to me. When I realized there was more within my reach, I wanted to become an astronaut.
I can only assume that you live in a different climatic zone than I do.Dr.D said:I wanted to be a garbage man. Garbage men get to rid on the outside of the trucks, jumping on and off the running boards, and that looked like fun.
Well, you're half-way there...Evo said:I always wanted to be a mad scientist.
I'm sure I'm past the halfway mark, also sure I don't want to know when I passed itjerromyjon said:I want to design and build autonomous robots when I grow up. I'm still halfway there... ;)
Uh... that's botany, not electronics.thankz said:I also remember stealing geranium diodes from radio shack

Then you probably don't want to know what it was with the wind-chill factor...RonL said:-50* now that's just messed up living IMHOoo)
Don't want to hear it, got up this morning all cranky because it got down to 46 degrees here ( a real blizzard as for as I'm concernedDanger said:Then you probably don't want to know what it was with the wind-chill factor...

You're just sick. :pRonL said:got up this morning all cranky because it got down to 46 degrees
In North Shore in New Zealand, garbage trucks are operate by one person in each, he will drive in front of a house, hop off, grab and throw the bags of rubbish (we don't use trash cans there for household rubbish) to the compressor at the back, and then hop back onto the driver seat, drive to the next house then rinse and repeat. Does that sound closer to what you were interested in?Dr.D said:@ Danger: I grew up far down in south Texas where it is quite warm 364 days a year. Our garbage men (before the days of modern trucks with lift arms and compactors) would run along side the truck, jumping on and off, throwing the full cans up to another fellow who stood in the collected garbage to empty the cans and throw them back down. This was long, long ago and no longer has much appeal to me now. Somehow, much of life is rather like standing in the garbage, trying to work, and I'm no longer interested in that.