Other Possible Careers
Right now there’s a maelstrom of debate in my head over whether I should come back to the States in July or somehow scam/visa/marry my way into at least one more term at UniMelb.
I quite enjoy my jobs at the moment, and comparing the pay and hours to my last ’serious’ work makes me want to ring them up and giggle maniacally. (Remembering working there makes me not want to ring.)
But, obviously, I need to keep my ear to the ground for other possibilities.
Mostly, I think I missed my calling as a 19th century lady of leisure. I could deal with the corsets and sexism with excesses of snuff and ponies. I am exceptionally good at doing nothing for long periods of time. And reading literature.
Other careers I would accept include:
- searching for a film in which Tom Wilkinson gives a bad performance.
- professional cougar hugger
- crotchety old man that sits at the pub and chats to you while you’re ordering
May 9th, 2008 at 1:53 am
I think that you are exceptionally talented when it comes to that last prospective career. Personally I think you should do exactly that while spending the election season in Chicago. I will dust off your barstool at the Two-Way or the now smoke-free and lovely Whirl-A-Way.
May 9th, 2008 at 8:19 am
Oh how I miss the Two Way.
I was complaining to a friend the other day that the pub we were at clearly didn’t clean it’s lines. I wonder if the Two Way’s ever cleaned theirs. Yet it doesn’t matter because Old Style’s only a dollar and about a third of them wind up being free anyway.
Crotchety old man it is - now lemmie alone! I gosta take my hor-mones.
May 9th, 2008 at 10:49 am
Brie, I was speaking the other day about my desires to be a modern lady of leisure: tennis in the morning, cocktails in the afternoon. Maybe we can do this together. I’ll get residency and you can stay as my de facto.
May 10th, 2008 at 12:22 pm
And Guitar Hero in the evenings?
I need to get my confidence back. You ruined me with your burning casserole cover of doom.