I cannot remember when I did not hear that statement. A couple days ago we ate at the Waffle House, I even mentioned it in a blog entry. What I did not say was one of our great-nieces works there. She is good at what she does, she likes it. Most folks do not know that the girl waiting on them has a 4 yr degree and a teaching certificate, but would rather serve customers for half the pay.
I have a friend who graduated from Princeton, he had no problem working as a programmer or serving in the USN as an enlisted man.
I remember a man in the Navy who loved to direct traffic. He entertained as he did so. He was a fixture and everyone loved him. To direct traffic he had to be a Petty Officer 3rd class. So he refused promotion to PO2 because it would put him out of the position of directing traffic. The Navy felt he was not a fit role model and had planned to discharge him. I do not know what happened to him, but I went to the Old Man and reminded him, someone has to direct traffic, why not someone who loves the job and is happy?
I have a good friend who was certified to install the huge commercial incinerators he installed a few. But he dropped that job and took up raising chickens. He loved it, it also made him a fortune.
Once in a campground in either Northern California or Oregon, we set up our RV site, had a great fire and our neighbors dropped by, bringing their chairs (normal in RV parks). Somehow the subject of kids came up (Also normal in RV Parks). “Our daughter is now a waitress, she loves the job.”
I said, “That is great, everyone should love what they do in this life.”
Man said, “Oh I do agree, but it would have been nice had she learned that before we paid for her education up to the Master’s degree.”
Sometimes it is hard to know what you want. It took me until I was 40 yrs old to know what I really wanted to do.
Many ‘ignorant’ personelmen have lost great hires, by turning down someone whom they listed as: ‘over qualified’.
Thanks for coming this way.
For fast-acting relief, try slowing down.
I cannot help myself, This is my first love. The first year Chevy put the V8 in and the year I got my driver’s License. The 1955 Chevy. I finally got a 4 DR 6 cylinder for $50. But I wanted the convertible.
If you saw Louis’s blog, http://bayphoto.blogspot.com/
he covered the details of this Packard, “The Predictor”, we took this picture in the Studebaker Museum in South Bend, IN.