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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 believed that grown ups got paid their whole salary once a year (sometime around Christmas I think, because I'd heard of Christmas bonus'). I was really shocked to hear that they only got little bits all through the year.
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.
when i was little, i didnt really understand the concept of job wages (like most american kiddies) and when we went to a store,i thought the clerk at the counter got all the money from whatever you bought (say you bought a shoe for 5 dollars,the clerk would get the money). then my mom said that they didnt get the cash from the things you bought,but they were payed on an hourly bases. so then i was confused. cause why were there were commercials for stores on t.v. if everyone was payed at an hourly rate?
When I was really little, I used to believe that when my dad went to work, he and all the other dads built the skyscrapers in the city.
I remember when I was, well, younger than 5 years old (don't remember exactly), my mom left all day to "work at the polls." I thought she meant "poles", and I pictured her walking through a large room full of pipes checking for leaks.
Until I was 23 I honestly beleived that the practice towers at firestations were for firemen to stand on top of and watch for fires.
I was convinced that anyone belonging to the Masonry had to be a stone mason who built houses and brick walls. It did seem odd that they should be considered so important, but I reasoned that out thinking how important building walls and houses was.
that when I growed up I would be a footballer but that was obviously rubbish as I can't play for toffee
I once overheard my grandfather telling my mother about a few guys that he used to work with who were fired, but he used the word 'canned'. I thought canned meant killed.
when i was 10 years old, i, unlike most girls my age, decided that i wanted to go into outer-space, and i let everyone i met know about it.
i had just been given the "birds and the bees" lecture by my mother on periods and where babies come from. soon after that, my horrable older brother told me that women that went into outer-space needed to have their ovaries and uterus removed so that they didn't get their period, or have babies in space. i imageined that getting my ovaries and uterus removed would be a terrably painful opperation and so i gave up my dream of going into outer-space and then said that i was going to be a cloud when i grew up.
I used to believe that when people grew up they automatically were instilled with knowledge and professionalism. I was informed at my first "real job" there are D students everywhere. *sigh*
When he was around five, my little brother always used to tell everyone that he wanted to be a bulldozer driver when he grew up. This was because he had once found a quarter in the dirt near a bulldozer at a new housing development we were visiting, and he apparently got the idea that bulldozers regularly dug up money and if he had one of his own, he could find all the money buried under the ground and eventually become rich.
At some point, I became convinced that my aunt and uncle had the job of putting the filing in Pop-Tarts. I held this notion for an embarrassingly long time (well into elementary school), and to this day cannot figure out why I started to believe that.
I was once a young, Catholic schoolgirl who didn't think that nuns had to pee. I also didn't know that Christian monks existed- I thought they were all "Chinese Pagan." Thank goodness I never said that ot loud.
I used to think ballerinas walked on their toes all the time, before realizing they were specially trained to dance that way!
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.
One of my best friends used to believe that my father was a privite investigator. Why? He had a handgun, of course. (It was an old six-shooter, kept in a display case.)
I used to think my dad worked on the moon (and was the man on the moon in all those kids songs) because when my dad went to work, my mum said he was going to the moon.
when I was a kid my parents went thru two ordealing dramas constantly, paying bills, balancing the checkbook and doing taxes, growing up I learned this was all unnecessary hype and no big thing - just a bunch of numbers addded together ,without any hesitation....
When is was a kid.I often saw on the television,programs about oil platforms. I always noticed the tower where they would burn the gas they could not handle. And i thought that they pumped up the oil just so they could burn it.