No Direction Leads To A Resale Shop

8:27 PM

As I have previously stated, I really had no plan for my life and career after my college graduation. As I pondered this the other day I realized that this lack of planning ahead was not a new development.

I tried to think back and remember what it was I wanted to be when I grew up. As a small child what did I aspire to be?

I’ll admit that I was a weird kid. My career goals changed weekly from outrageous to bizarre. Between wanting to be a cop after watching Police Academy and wanting to be a comedian after watching Ray Stevens, I wanted to be a country music star.

I can’t forget my quick interest in medicine or my brief fascination with teaching Language Arts at my former middle school. One career aspiration that did latch on for a while was archeology. After watching an episode of Reading Rainbow in the third grade, I decided that my life goal would lead me to all of the corners of the world uncovering ancient artifacts. As I entered high school I learned that archeology was in fact science, and not my best subject.

With my archeology career over before it ever began, I turned my attention towards a subject that had always been in the back of my mind; writing.

In high school I went out for the school paper, eventually landing the role of “co-editor-in-chief.” I spent my senior year writing and editing. I loved every minute of it. I even covered middle school basketball for the local hometown newspaper.

Before I knew it, I was in college and trying to find a major. I had noticed the heavy competition in the journalism program and decided that a cut throat environment wasn’t for me. For whatever reason, I never considered a career in journalism after that.

I looked back at my random collection of jobs. None of them made any sense. I had never applied for a job that would actually take me anywhere.

After my short run as a sports writer, I worked for a women’s fitness gym, followed by being a lunch lady for summer school, a score keeper for little league baseball, then a sales associate for a horrendous retail store, followed by goat keeper at a pumpkin patch, then finally a student worker for the health care center on the campus where I went to college.

None of these jobs would lead to another. No wonder I didn’t know what to do next; I never had a plan to begin with.

Maybe I was never meant to have a plan. For the first time ever, I currently have a job that I could potentially be a future career. I still don’t know if it’s the path I should take. I suppose if it is meant to be, then it will be. Until I figure it out I guess I’ll stick to what I do best (at the moment); sell previously owned designer clothes to bargain shoppers.

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