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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 used to tell us that the reason the other kids at school had nice clothes instead of hand-me-downs like us, is because we had violin lessons and they didn't. He lied. Actually doctors and lawyers just make WAY more money than pastors.
When I was a child I thought there was a person inside the ATM
I used to think that a pottery kiln was some sort of chocolate machine, because of the clay being pale brown liquid!
I Used To Believe Adults/Grownups Played At Work With Toys, Sang The ABCs Like I Did At School, And Had Recess, I Found/Figured Out Now That Is Not The Case Cuz I Am 21 Years Old . However As A Child My Parents Showed Me What Really Happened At Work!
I used to believe that a "full-time job" was truly full time, where you worked 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year. It made me worry terribly about growing up - I didn't think I could handle a full-time job.
i used to believe the graveyard shift was when you worked in a graveyard
when i was a little kid, i thought that the "baby sitter" was actually gunna sit on me haha
My dad was in the reserves. One time when I was [10 I asked him what he did the two weeks a year when he went to summer camp. He told me that he painted jeeps. What he failed to mention was that was one thing he did a long time ago so until I was a teenager I believed that every year when he went to "summer camp" all he did was paint jeeps.
i used to believe my dad was the greatest while he worked in a pizza chain store. the pizza logo on the top of his car made me proud. i wasn't that impressed when he owned his own construction business or took me on cruises.
Remember when you were told "you can't be what you want to be when you grow up unless you do good in school"? i used to think it meant someone had to choose for you. then i learned you actually couldn't get a career at all.
When I was a little boy, I used to believe my father went in the fire to help the people, I saw him like a hero. But he is just a fireman. It's only his job.
Because in the movie I only saw the heroic side but in the reality it's a dangerous job, he needs courage fot this job.
But I feel protect, in security with my father.
I love my dad ! He remains a hero ! My hero !
I used to think stage makeup was like ordinary makeup, and that people would do things like draw on themselves with lipstick to look like blood or use eyebrow or eyeliner pencils to give themselves spots. It does sound fun.
When I was 7 years old I used to believe that the Pirates with their ship they really existed
When I was a child I used to believe that my parents WERE superheroes at night.
when I was young my dad was a fireman. My mum tells me that for years I was convinced fire engines were really called 'daddy daddy nee nors!'
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.
I am sure my four year old son belives that the only reason I go off to work is to get the newspaper home.
After watching snow white and the seven dwarves (Hi-Ho, Hi-Ho, it’s off to work we go…), my sister, aged 2-3, developed some strange ideas about my father, who was a teacher at the time. Each day mom dropped him off at the school and he walked in with a briefcase. In my sister’s mind, he walked in to the school and produced a screw-together pick from his briefcase and started mining. That’s what “work” was, according to Disney and according to my sister.
When I was little, I was told about water cleaning places from some learning program, but not taught all that much... I thought that people would go and sit in an office-like room filled with water, and they would get out scrubbing brushes and scrub the water clean.
Up until third grade I thought that if you worked somewhere, you had to work there 24/7 and if you quit without being fired you would go to jail for a week, and come back to that job after the week but instead of working there 24/7, you'd work there 23/7 (23 hours) and once you kept going to jail and finally only worked there for 1 minute every day, you were allowed to switch jobs.
I was a coo-koo child.