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- Firemen start fires.
- Getting fired means being set on fire.
- You can be literally anything you want - animal, vegetable or mineral
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I used to have a lot of respect for my local mailman...mostly because I believed there was only one for the entire world. He was almost magical - like Santa Clause - and he brought things to the house EVERY day.
At the dinner table each night, my father would regail us with stories from work. He often referred to his co-workers by last name. I thought it was amazing that one of the people he worked with was half man half woman. One night I mustered the courage to ask whether they were split down the middle, or at the waist. The table roared for minutes while I blushed. The co-workers name was "Sheehee".
When I was younger I wanted to be an archeaologist. I watched lots of TV shows on Egyptians, Pompei, and the like. What finally made me decide against it is that I was worried if I was alone and found a skeleton, I would scream and cry (and ruin my career).
When I was little and my sister asked me what I wanted to be, I replied "A Teddy Bear"
and I was serious. I believed I could be a Teddy Bear.
My sister told me she used to believe that people who worked in grocery stores actually lived there 24 hours a day. At night they slept in boxes in the back of the store.
I used to believe getting the sack involved being put into a cloth sack.
I thought that Doctors never got sick and that's why they could cure other people. My godfather was a Doctor and I always admired him for that ability. I grew up wanting to be a Doctor myself, which I eventually became ... and funny as it may seem, I treat sick patients every day, but I hardly ever get sick!
i used to say that i was going to move to jeopardy so i would always have a good job as it was always in the news that there were "thousands of jobs in jeopardy"
I thought that Siemens was a factory where they manufacture semen for the bodies.
I used to believe that there was one mailman for everyone in the world. And he delivered everyone's mail the same way Santa delivered everyone's gifts.
when i was little, my mother was vice president of a bank. i went to her work when there was a kiddie carnival event and she was working the hot dog stand. from then on whenever anyone asked me what my mother did, i told them "she sells hot dogs at the bank.
When I was young, my mom was preparing to go back to work after staying home with us for some time. Mom and dad talked a lot about "working in the field" or "getting back in the field". I thought that she would go out every day in her suit and briefcase, and talk to other business people among haystacks and corn rows.
I thought that you were payed by being given bacon. That's why my parents would always say "bringing home the bacon"
I was asked what I wanted to be when I grow up when I was about three. I replied, ''A hairdresser except I'd only comb people's hair because my parents won't let me cut hair.''
I used to think that prostitutes were female lawyers. It just sounded so official...
When I was about 5 years old, I always wanted to be a shop-assistant who works at the cashier because I believed that I could thake home all the money with me in the evening
When I was in preschool, I believed that every adult grew up to be some sort of teacher. I used to criticize my own preschool teacher, saying things like, "When I'm a teacher, I'm going to do THIS differently..."
When my little brother was about three years old, I asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up. He replied, "a California dancing raisin!" Boy, did I ever have a hard time explaining to him that he couldn't be a raisin when he grew up.
i heard my mother say once that she got paid "under the table" and i thought that she literally had to get underneath a table to collect her money..lol
My mother used to refer to one's bowel movements as "business"; e.g. "Hurry up on the toilet, I've got to do some business." Therefore, I drew the natural conclusion that when my uncle "went to Hong Kong on business" that he actually slid there on a turd.
Nice.
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