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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
I am sure my four year old son belives that the only reason I go off to work is to get the newspaper home.
I thought being a hippie was a job or a career of some sort in which you had to have long hair and wear interesting clothes and talk about peace and flowers. This sounded absolutely wonderful to me. So when I was around the age of four or five, if grownups asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up (which of course they would constantly) I would say, proudly and with glee, "I'm going to be a HIPPIE!" Naturally, adults always reacted with enormous amounts of consternation, which I could not fathom--what could be wrong with pretty hair, peace and flowers? My parents told me never to say that again. In spite of their worrying--perhaps also because of it-- I grew up to be pretty much EXACTLY what I had planned. I have no regrets.
When I was around ten or eleven, something behind my grandparents house caught fire. I think it was the transformer on the telephone wire. Well, they wound up having to call fire-fighters to come put it out. I remember after the whole thing was over and all the men were leaving... I ran over with a pen and paper and asked for autographs. *lol* I thought they were famous just because they were firefighters, and this was waaaaay before Sept. 11.
when i was a child i used to believe that study a career means that you have to enter for a race, and that in the finishing line there will be some kind of cartels with the name of the differet carees so you have yo be very fast to reach the career you was intended to study!
I also thought that be a mother was a career, so yu cannot be for example a doctor and have children at the same time!
When I was 5, the mother of one of the kids in my class came to school to talk about her job, which happened to be nursing. During the talk, she mentioned that if you had to go into "theatre" you should never wear nailpolish, as they need to see the colour of your fingernails to make sure you are getting enough oxygen.
Well, a week later, Mum took us to a play....at the THEATRE...and I had nailpolish on. I pleaded with my mother to take it off with remover, but she didn't have any. In sat there in the theatre gripped by mortal fear for the whole play. Mum didn't have a clue about what I was on about until she talked to the teacher a few weeks later!! Finally it was explained to me that the nurse meant "operating" theatre!!
During a topic about the solar system in year 2 (age 7?) I told my teacher that my dad went to the moon with the Navy. I wasn't deliberatly lying, i really thought he'd been there on his ship.
when my mother and father used to take me to their office building, i would spend a lot of time staring out of the windows. i thought that inside of the other office buildings were huge indoor amusement parks that i would b able to visit if i behaved myself
I use to believe that the best job in the entire world was a meter maid ( person who gives tickets to parked cars).
Used to believe i was going to grow up to be Prime Minister (Thatcher generation!) and make sure that Mars Bars would always cost ten pee. Never even liked Mars Bars.
When I was little, I believed that my Dad worked in a factory where they painted peas green!
When I joined the Royal Navy in the early sixties I convinced my dear old mum that we anchored every night and everybody went to bed, and sheusedtobelieve that for years!.
i truely believed that a teacher's tenure (3 consecutive years at the same institution) was "ten-years"...oops!...
When I was very young (about 4 or 5) my Dad used to go to work and I would stay home with my mom since she didn't work. He would leave everyday and I would ask "where is Daddy going?", my mom would tell me "he is going to make some money"... I think until I was like 12 I used to really think he was "making money", I would picture him standing at a huge assembly line type of machine producing brand new pennies. I had no concept of work, I really thought that all the money we had was determined by how much he was able to "make" when he went out everyday.
As a young child I thought plumbers were men who sold Plumbs!
When i was small, i saw my dad leaving home everyday. I asked my mum why my dad went out everyday. She told me "Dad has to go to find money"
Then in my mind, i saw him finding money with other men in a big box full of coins
The first time we took our cat to the veterinarian, I was shocked to find out that the veterinarian was a human. I'd always pictured a big, upright-walking dog in a white lab coat...sort of like McGruff the crime dog..... if he'd gone to medical school.
I was buttering some bread at my grandmother's once, and she told me "We'll all come your restaurant when you grow up. You butter that bread so nicely". I spent several weeks worrying about my future in the catering business, as I had intended to be an astronaut (I was about 7 at the time).
my dad used to do electrician work for people at their houses. i went along with him several times, and the kids on the street used to come upto him because he wore a uniform. he used to tell them that there was a monkey inside the van. i knew there wasnt, but all the kids did.
I remember being hugely confused about what people actually did at work. I thought it was like school where you did what you were told. ("Get out your typewriters now, secretaries") I imagined my mum sitting at a desk, totally clueless, until her boss came along and told her what to do next. I didn't understand what she did when he wasn't there, and when he went on holiday I thought she sat there and did nothing.
I still don't seem to have a good grip on being proactive.
I used to think that lollymen ladies actually gave out lollypops.
I remember being disappointed, having crossed the road sucessfully and not recieved confectionery.