Friday Five – Childhood Dream Jobs

Welcome to the Friday Five! Each week I help you get to know me a bit better through the magical art of a top five list! This week: Childhood Dream Jobs.

Ever since the first day of Pascal in 9th grade, I knew I wanted to program computers, and now I do, and it’s awesome! But before that I had a few other ideas for what to do with my life.

1. TV Weatherman – I don’t really know why, but when I was a kid, I was a huge weather nerd. Up until 9th grade, I was seriously going to be a meteorologist. My parents were doing research in good meteorology colleges, I was basing my class schedule in high school around earth science classes, the works. I guess I just liked the idea of being payed to be wrong half the time.

 

2. Colorist – I don’t have any real artistic talent, so I can’t draw anything. But I did always love to color things in, hence my love of velvet posters, as I’ve shown before. When I was young I had the weird dream of being the colorist for Fantastic Four, as a side job to being a weatherman. Because that makes total sense.

 

3. Astronaut – When I was 8, it was the 20th anniversary of the moon landings, and McDonalds gave out happy meals with coloring books full of moon rockets and lunar rovers and astronauts. That coloring book was the first spark that ignited my love of space, and desire to go to there (along with fostering my love of coloring).

 

4. TV Writer – I grew up during the years of Dawson’s Creek. I knew it was crap then, and it’s still crap. I always thought my own life was more dramatic and would make for a better show, and I could easily write something just as good. I used to have a notebook full of story notes and character bios and a character map pinned up on the back of my closet door. But I eventually grew up and out off all the self imposed teen drama, and burned all that stuff in a big bonfire in the woods.

 

5. Teacher – In 10th grade we had a really shitty chemistry teacher who was a first year teacher and formerly a lab tech, who really had no business being around children. We did everything in our power to get her fired. We didn’t accomplish that, but we at least got her away from the smart kids and knocked down to remedial chemistry. Since she was such a horrible teacher, and I had a knack for chemistry, I ended up teaching most of the other kids in the class. It was fun, and I seriously considered doing it for a while so no one else would be forced to have a shitty teacher like her. While I could handle the honors kids, I probably couldn’t handle the dumb kids all day long.

JohnScott is the proud owner of a life size replica Captain Kirk Chair. He is a hoarder of Comic Books, Transformers, and Star Trek action figures. He attended Space Camp as an adult. He has taken vacations to the closing of the Star Trek Experience and the final night Shuttle launch. He has been known to yell at his television when the kids can't put together the damn statue in the Shrine of the Silver Monkey. When not writing for InsufficientScotty, he is a Software Engineer for a major healthcare communications company. You can Email or follow on Twitter @NotEnoughScotty or Facebook