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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
My dad worked in a remote area in Alaska, and every two weeks had to go there on a plane. When we dropped him off at the airport, my sister always thought he worked at the airport, no matter how many times I told her she was wrong.
When I was young I wanted to be in the navy and so I asked my sister how I could get in the navy. She said that everyone in the nave ate cat food to stay strong. So she put some cat food in a little baggie and I ate several bags.
I used to think my Grandma was a nurse because she wore those white nurse shoes. Actually she was the cafeteria lunch lady in a middle school.
When I first asked my Dad what he did at his job, he replied "I make money." For years I imagined my father at a US Mint facility actually making money, turns out he was a salesman.
I used to think being an astronaut would be the coolest job in the world. When I was about 8 my class and I watched the space shuttle Challenger explode live on television. Scratch that astronaut job.
I used to think I was going to be a zookeeper. Then I went on a field trip and saw how nasty the Ape House was.
When I was five my friends would ask me what my dad did for work. I told them that he was a Pawn broker. "What's that", my friends would ask, I replied my dad Breaks Prawns open. So for a year or two I believed that my dad sold or broke Prawns in Half.. When in fact he loaned money
I used to believe I could be happy at work, but even when I'm are doing something I love.. I still get bored with it! :(
That at meetings adults sat on plastic chairs surrounding a large piece of meat
Those unfortunate people who worked in banks only got a holiday on bank holidays.
My Dad (who was in the airforce) told me that when his office hole punch got full of circles, that they had to be emptied into a bag and sent to a factory to be packaged as confetti to help the government pay for all the aeroplanes because they didn't have much money. I was at university years later, in the city that Dad had said the factory was in, and I asked someone if they knew where the government confetti factory was.
that when I growed up I would be a footballer but that was obviously rubbish as I can't play for toffee
My Dad used to operate machines at work. The only machines I knew of were slot machines so I was of the belief that Dad played bandits all day to make a living.
This is a story that my mother tells - it happened to my cousin when he was 5. Once day my cousin came down to visit his auntie and uncle (my parents). He asked my father what he did in the day. At the time he worked at an oil refinery, but decided that the process of refining hydrocarbons was too difficult for a child to understand. Instead he told him that he worked at a rabbit factory, and pointed out the window to one of the tall stacks at the refinery - telling my cousin that he stood up on a metal tower and counted the rabbits in the fields below to make sure none ran away. My cousin believed this for a further two decades, and even now (at the age of forty) he still goes bright red when its brought up!
My Dad was in the Royal Navy, and every other Friday he would have to take his sword to work with him. My brother thought that he was on pirate fighting duty on those days.
I thought that 10 year olds were the same height as adults and went straight to jobs after leaving primary school.
My dad is Mungo Gerry.
My mum told me that she was a brain surgeon and obviously I was adamant that she really was when asked by teachers and school friends (although in reality she was a house wife).
I used to believe getting the sack involved being put into a cloth sack.