Make it Happen Monday: When I Grow Up
I look at those kids who at the age of four know exactly what they want to be when they grow up. I never was one of those kids. At least I can’t remember knowing, or ever being told about my childhood pledge of future occupation. One thing I do remember saying (or at least I think I said it) was that I never wanted to grow up. Well I’ve accomplished that one…just imagine what I could have done if I had chosen a more lofty pursuit.
There’s definitely been one consistency along the way, and it is my total lack of consistently staying on track in one job or profession. They say it’s normal these days for people to jump around between different careers, but I really do think I’ve stretched the limits a little more than the norm.
But you see, it ain’t all my fault. I was born a pirate…and a gypsy….and some guy with a surferesque attitude on life. Or did I somehow acquire this personality along the way?
An interesting question was posed to me yesterday…why are you so anti-business? I’ve been thinking about it and still haven’t come up with the answer, but there is no mistaking that something in my past has fueled this aversion.
Maybe I wasn’t able to prelude the future and tell the world what I wanted to be when I grew up because my ideal job was non-existent. I think Jimmy Buffett knows what I’m talking about as he has stated “My occupational hazard being my occupations just not around”.
I’m a self proclaimed Beach Bum and still trying hard to make it a legitimate career. I may not have known it then, but I know it now. What I want to be…actually…Who I want to be when I grow up is Jimmy Buffett. Better known as a professional beach bum. Who do you want to be?