I like to re-invent myself about once a fortnight. I also like to use the word ‘fortnight’ cuz it makes me feel like I’m the heroine in a Phillipa Gregory book and my name is Elizabeth or Mary or Isabella and I have a corset and…
I digress. Anyone surprised?
Once I decided to become a Feng Shui consultant. Lasted 2 days. Then there was makeup artist, nurse practicioner, ice skater (I was 7 for that one), orthodontist, Lady with Twin Lovebirds named “Egg” & “Bacon”, translator, Arbonne consultant, Lady With a Teeny Cute Dog In Chic Bag (till I remembered I don’t like dogs) and Personal Trainer (whew— one stuck).
Obviously for one reason or another— probably lack of focus or —–
Hmmmm, WHAT WAS I TALKING ABOUT???
Oh, okay.
For one reason or another the ideas did not pan out.
But, I have now figured out the perfect career path for me!
A job where I can combine all my talents and attributes and …..errr… quirks. A job where I am a DJ. Where I control the conversation, temperature, destination, volume button, cell phone, which can be somewhat physical, things happen in short stints AND I get paid for doing it.
Jill
Cabbie. I’m going to become a Cabbie. And someday, if I’m lucky, Mr. Cabbie Who Drove Me Across Dallas On Friday, will come on vacation in MY town and I can take 10 years off HIS life and show him the I, too, can get paid for NOT paying attention and freezing people out & chatting on my cell in some foreign language while he grips his chest and prepares to meet his maker.
(Foreign language not decided: See— Failed Translator Idea)

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