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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 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!
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 everyone worked in a hospital. Granted, both my parents worked in a hospital and so did many of their friends and our relatives, so it seemed to be all adults talked about, but I don't know how I thought, you know, cars got built and books got written and stuff. It didn't fit, so I disregarded it I guess.
When I was 5 or 6 years old, one of my favorite TV shows was the 1970's series 'Emergency'. A few times I saw the paramedic guys on there go to a call where a woman was 'in labor' and I always wondered why they took an ambulance for a woman going to work! I figured since they had uniforms like cops and there was a siren and flashing lights it was illegal for women to go to work.
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.
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..."
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
Because I rarely saw my dad, I used to believe that his job was to hang the sun in the mornings and the moon and stars at night.
When I was VERY small, I used to think that being a prostitute was the best job ever- getting paid for something as great as sex sounded....
I thought that when you bought something you gave the person money and they gave you some money back. Always. No concept of making change. Or checks and credit cards for that matter.
When I was 19 i used to believe that I wasn' t able to be a person of success, because i didn't believe in myself.
Now I found out the power of ideas,
the opportunity make by knowledge,
the energy of massive action and persistency:)
I used to think that when you got the sack, someone put you in a sack and threw you out the window like a sack of rubbish
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 thought that Siemens was a factory where they manufacture semen for the bodies.
I used to think that prostitutes were female lawyers. It just sounded so official...
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.
I used to believe that when mum and dad went to work to 'make money', they went to a building full of construction paper and crayons, and literally, made money!
When my mom said she might be fired, I didn't recognize the term. She told me it was another way of saying laid off, and so I thought it meant that she would be so mad that she would set fire to her work building as revenge.
My mom married 3 of her bosses over the years and so my sister and I thought that every time you got a new job you got a new daddy. So when she changed jobs we used to cry, "No, we don't want a new daddy!"