When I was a little kid, I went with my mom to the paint store and was fascinated by all the different colors of paint samples, each with their own mysteriously descriptive name. I asked Mom where they got the names for all these colors, and she replied that it was somebody's job. I was elated to find my future profession! I would be a color-namer.
This would of course be the GREATEST job in the world, but as of yet I haven't found any available positions.
A childhood belief about work
others believed things like this
- My sister once asked her mother why she didn't paint her black....Anon
- I used to believe that if you mixed red, blue, green, and yellow paint you'd get plaid!— Judith Ann
- When I was little, I thought that clouds were made by someone spraying white spray paint onto air.— Hadla
- I thought that the jetstream from planes was white paint. Which was constantly poured out from the plane.— Tore
- I used to think that when we got to heaven there would be new colors that no one knew about yet.— Tracey
- I used to believe that the sun and the moon were the same thing...just different colors— Gatorgrl