From birth till 8 years old - Cowboy. Check.
Age 9 to 21 - Pro hockey player. Close but no cigar.
Presently, I would love to go to school full time. This board has shown me that there is so much that I do not know. So far no one wants to pay for me to go to university so I work for a living.
I was hellbent to be a commercial deep sea diver. I attended one semester at the Florida Institute of Technology in beautiful Jensen Beach, Florida in 1981. Then Dad got drunk and was killed in a head on collision going south in the north bound lane of A1A :eek: . My plans were side-tracked.
A standup comic. I loved Fozzy the Bear from the Muppet Show. At the time I even ended all my jokes with “Wokka, wokka, wokka.” Even Kermit would have made fun of me. Is this: 
the kermit smilie?
A chemist. :eek:
HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH! Anybody who knows me would just fall over dead laughing at that one!! 
I wanted to be a ballerina, but then I just kept growing and Growing… I’d need the Hulk to pick me up and hold me over his head.
Then in high school and college I wanted to be a psychologist, until I realized I don’t really have much sympathy for crazy people.
I would be like “Why do you do those things? CUT IT OUT!!, Stop being such a crybaby! No you CAN’T blame everything on you mother PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER!” :rolleyes:
Now I just use my psychology training to help me deal with the the neurotic lady at work!!! (I do systems admin & training)
Train driver (engineer, motorman). This started at age two. I’d still like to be one today.
You wanted to be made of Foam Rubber, with somebody’s hand up your…uh, I suspect there may be a specialty board for you, on Yahoo Groups. But I won’t look for it.
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When I was quite young, I wanted to be a teenager. More than anything in the world, actually. Well, I made that and surpassed it.
I don’t remember having any other huge “this is what I want to be when I grow up” things.
Ooh ooh ooh, me too me too!! Except for the accountant part of course, though I have been thinking about it to pay the bills. Spoooooky huh.
Just the idea of brushing some dust off a dino bone sends chills up the ole spine. When I was in first grade I floored my teacher by saying paleontologist when asked the question. I was the only kid in my grade who could say all of the names correctly Somewhere I have one of the first books on warm blooded dinosaurs that I read when I was about 10. I’ve still got loads of books about them in my house.
shesh… egyptologist and then writer and then political consultant to get the right folks elected in the US and then I fell into public health.
When I was little I wanted to work at the candy counter of the local movie theater. I always thought that was the coolest job ever. Then I wanted to be a dancer, a writer, and a college professor.
So far, I’ve done the dancing (although not in the way I had dreamed ), some of the writing, and now I just need to get that Master’s Degree to fulfill my lifelong dream of becoming a college English professor. Right now I’m an office drone at a publishing company, and trust me, no little kid dreams of that. 
Astronaut, then Fighter Pilot (once I realised Astronaut was not realistic for a New Zealander), I ended up being a civilian pilot.
Doctor (young, parental encouragement)
Forensic Psychiatrist (middle school-early highschool b/c it sounded cool and still kept me in the doctor realm) with an undergrad degree in engineering (for my dad)
Journalist (the Indian Dave Barry female-style…plan summarily crushed by parents)
ended up in lawschool
I was a quiet, unassuming child. I merely wanted to be God. I wanted to end suffering, world hunger, poverty and the like. I wanted to find a cure for the common cold, cancer and establish a colony on Mars.
Instead, I pursued a career in modeling/acting. I have used the money I made for good, not for Evil. I am one of those bleeding-heart liberals you hear about. I donate heavily to the charities of my choosing. And for the record, I’m GLAD we never made it to Mars. We would have fucked up that planet, too. Can you envision the Sea of Tranquility with a drive-up window? Trust me, somewhere in Corporate America, an MBA is formatting a business plan… 
The Sea of Tranquility is on the Moon. :rolleyes:
A pilot, i got as far as taking probably 10 or 15 flying lessons. Which now I miss doing.
A graphics artist, got even further, started college for this.
Now, i think a psychologist, or atleast related to psychology.
I’ve always wanted to be two things–a doctor and a writer. Everything was on line until I hit 16 and let my hormones take over, and ended up with a husband (at 16) and two kids by the time I was 19. When I finally got my head out of my ass and got my GED and got divorced and enrolled in a community college, I realized that with two small kids (and no family to speak of) completing medical school (and residency) would be nearly impossible. I enrolled in the community college as a journalism major, until I took a sly elective class entitled, “Sociology”. I fell in love all over again, this time without hormones and sex and babies, and changed my major.
Some days I’d still give anything to be a doctor, but at my age (I’ll be 38 next month), I’d rather not do medical school and a residency. Besides, malpractice insurance in the state of Pennsylvania? Horror. I do, however, still want to be a writer one of these days. Once Hallboy leaves the house (I’ve still got at least 8 more years on that one), then I’ll have enough “me-time” to devote to it. Until then, I’ll just plug along and wait my turn.
Don’t knock until you try it.
I TOLD everyone I wanted to be an architect. I really wanted to be a medical examiner. I’ve wanted to ever since I was about 6 and I saw something about it on TV. I didn’t tell my mom because even at that young age, I knew I’d probably be committed if I said anything. Once I hit a more normal age, I started telling people this was what I wanted.
Unfortunately, I can barely afford regular college, I have to work full time so I go to school on weekends and no school around here has anything even slightly science orientated in the Saturday programs. I’m majoring in education right now because it’s the only other thing that has ever seemed slightly interesting to me.
I still hope though. I might go to medical school after I retire. Of course, that’s about 50 years from now
If any of you know a rich person who likes to send strangers to school - e-mail me. I’ll give you my address
[Age 3] A garbageman. I thought the trucks were cool.
[4-10] A locomotive engineer, after taking a train trip. *
[10-12] A nuclear physicist
[13] A minister
[14-15] A surgeon
[15] A park Ranger (liked the Smokey da Bear hats)
[16] A forester
[17] A Civil Engineer
[18-19] A Mechanical Engineer. Flunked out of ME school
[20 +] An Electrical Engineer. Doing that now.
[30+] A EE professor. Fueling my current drive for Grad school at 43.
Still haven’t grown up.
*-had the opportunities to work for 3 different tourist railroads as a 20 something. It was fun, but it killed once and for all the desire to work as union labor of any type for a real railroad.