Careers

[PeculiarTreasure]

Right now I'm in school for a data entry clerk. I'm hoping to get on at my church doing something in this field or whatever I'm qualified to do. My dream job though is to be a Christian singer.

 

[HoosierCanuck]

in a perfect world, i would be a mad scientist working in the top secret lab of the Royal Canadian Institute for the Mentally Insane........

 

[Labayu]

I would like a job where they pay me lots, and I don't have to work much, it'd also be nice if it were soothing on my conscience, like working the homeless.

In my current job they pay me Ok (Up to $1k US a week), I don't have to do much work and I work with the homeless

But the job finishes in less than two months. I've got a nasty feeling I'll end up being a church planter/pastor doh: ) but I know it won't be for a couple of years yet... and anyway if God wants me to do that He's gonna need to convince me pretty hard!

This year I've written my first proper (non fiction) book, which has nearly killed me but one of the top 15k ranked websites wants to sell it on their website and market it to their magazine subscribers (over 500k subscribers) so hopefully I can build on that and at some point not have to work a regualr job!

I've been asked to submit a couple of songs for a worship album by the worship pastor of my old church. Not that it's guarenteed they'll get on but pretty cool nonetheless...

Life is pretty sweet right now

 

[wizdim10]

My dream job is a forensic scientist. I would be studying to do that right now but I am no good at chemistry what-so-ever!!! No matter how hard I try I just don't get it.

So right now I am studying Biology at university, focussing on botany. I want to be a botanist or a plant ecologist. Might do some horticulture once I graduate. But working with plants is what I want to do with my life now. Sounds boring I know, but my Dad is so proud of me lol

 

[stormgade4]

in a perfect world, i would be a mad scientist working in the top secret lab of the Royal Canadian Institute for the Mentally Insane........

YES! Another Strange Brew fan!

 

[HoosierCanuck]

YES! Another Strange Brew fan!

hehe....I wondered if anyone would get that! Awesome!

 

[Annova]

I have no idea what I'll be doing. I have three directions I can go but I don't know.

I do have a dream job I'd like to do but it's just a dream.

 

[StormRhode]

I'd like to be a foreign missionary full time. I've done some work in Mexico and Central America part time. Problem is it can be hard on relationships when the other half isn't into it.

 

[LOVEthroughINTELLECT]

One of the job titles that my search for a career path led me to consider was "freelance applied anthropologist".

Do I get the award for most original job title considered, or can somebody top it?

 

[JonMiller]

I always wanted to be a physicist. I am a physicist now (still need to write my thesis though). I am not as certain if I want to become a professor like my goal though.

JM

 

[Keri]

UGH. Double UGH.

Ok, so I seriously need a change in careers. Yeah, this one pays up the ying-yang, but nights like tonight, make it soooooooooo not worth it.

I'll try to make this a short as possible.

The moment I get there, Mr. A decides to [bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse] all over the seclusion room door. He's out of seclusion within the hour.

Mr. A has a crush on me. He likes to touch while staring at me. He's told to stop by a male staff and to go to his room.

Then while I'm on my lunch break in the back, halfway through, Mr. B decides to stab himself in the neck with a pen. I Red Light is pulled and a bunch of staff from other units get there. I'm running everywhere trying to get everyone gloves and get the restraints.

So we tie him down to full bed restraints and then he starts to hyperventilate and freak out and starts to suffer from withdrawl. His vitals are horrible, I give him O2, hold his head while he's convulsing, checking his pupils every few minutes and making sure his 02 sat is ok. SOOO we send him to the UCR where they give him his meds IV.

Meanwhile, Mr. A is STILL masturbating right outside the nurses station door. I finally get fed up and march to the door with a mean look on my face and say firmly, "Mr. A if you would like to do that you need to go to your room. I'm getting tired of seeing it." And he finally goes to his room. Man, the minute that guy tries to touch me, it's smackdown time.

Ok, well now that I got that off my chest, I'm gonna check out and zone out to a movie. My hands are chapped. I've washed them so many times tonight they are so dry.

Goodnight all.