When I grow up, I want to be…

Posted on February 21, 2007 
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On my way to work, I walk through a small park. Nothing special, but enough greenery and life to put a little smile on my face before I resign myself to another day in a box. I noticed a woman the other day - actually, I noticed her dog. A floppy-eared hound with a smiley face, running around on a mission. The woman was walking a bit behind him, reading a book as she went.

What stuck in my head is the thought that someone, at 9:30 a.m. on a schoolday, has the time to wander round the park, with her dog, while reading a book. Whereas I’m sitting in a slightly too warm office, reconfiguring software control software and wishing I was still on the dole.

I wish I’d been rubbish at learning stuff and passing exams and just stuck to playing guitar.

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2 Responses to “When I grow up, I want to be…”

  1. Heartsease on February 21st, 2007 16:26

    Hey, I understand. You’ll get a nice teleworking job, I’m sure you will. Or one that doesn’t make you feel as crap.
    This is why I am now a massage therapist….. So things do work out (even though I am thousands of kilometers away from you lot - sniff, sniff :()

  2. Donna on March 6th, 2007 14:56

    Can sympathise. Recently, while running about like a blue-arsed fly and trying to cover a job I i) hate and ii) am not trained for, I had to face all the schoolies on trips to the Museum.

    I would have killed for the chance to hide in the vivarium for a few hours, they were whingeing! Would have happily shoved them under a 42 bus, but they were lary and wouldn’t go near the pavement edge.

    Obviously need a day off to take the Yorkshire Terrorist for a long walk, whilst reading ‘How to Avoid Getting Sued When Your Stupid Yorkie Tries to Eat a Rottweiler’…

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