Remember elementary school? In addition to the pictures of How To Draw Letters, and illustrative flash-card-style posters that said A Is For Apple, we had pictures that showed various occupations. As a young boy, I felt as if I were often asked, “What do you want to be when you grow up?”
I always said I wanted to be a carpenter. Of course, now I work in a radiology clinic, so go figure.
So, what did you want to be, and how did it turn out?
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I wanted to sit in one of those towers and watch for forest fires. I hear that there are a few left.
I also wanted to start an airline in South America.
I wanted to be Indiana Jones. Badly.
I wanted to be a truck driver.
I wanted to be a talking lion. Hasn’t happened yet.
Random person: “And what do you want to be when you grow up?”
Me: “A Transformer!”
Parents: :smack:
An astronaut. But then I grow up with fairly bad eyesight, not really liking maths and hating physics, and getting homesick at the smallest distance from home. So maybe not.
A nuclear physicist, because I thought it sounded so cool. Math. Ick.
A teenager.
I’ve outlived my dreams.
A biologist and a cartoonist.
I can still draw cartoons, but somehow I wound up being a writer/professor.
A fighter pilot.
Entirely due to the fact that Top Gun was a way cool movie around 1985/1986 when I left school.
Glad I didn’t do it though, seems like really hard work. Glad I ended up a Computer Geek.
Lunar Colonist. Still holding on to the hope, even though the odds are about as remote as they get.
I was going to be a lawyer. Or a librarian. Or (later) a programmer. Or a teacher.
So how did I end up a theatre geek?
I probably wanted to be a dancer or something like that. I can’t really remember. Now in a few months I’ll be studying journalism. Please don’t hurt me! runs and hides
An archaeologist, and the first woman president. Astronaut was good too.
I’m a librarian and SAHM now.
When I was 3, I really wanted to be a garbage man (they had the coolest trucks).
Then I wanted to be a professional hockey player (that idea lasted until I was about 16).
Now I run a record store.
My brother and I were going to be architects together.
Then we were going to be dentists.
He’s a bookkeeper and I answer phones.
A veterinarian then a librarian then a cartoonist then a world traveller.
I used to want to be a rock musician and a radio announcer. I’ve done both. I’m pretty much retired from the first, but I will be working until retirement at the second.
For a while, when I was eleven, I wanted to be a mailman. Because my mother had forbidden me to join the military, I thought a postal uniform would be the next best thing. I guess I had the desire to belong to something.