Monday, June 10, 2013

What did you want to be when you grew up?

As a little kid, I wanted to be a hermit or a mountain man like Jeremiah Johnson. When I was a teenager, I wanted to be an auto mechanic. My mother was having none of that, so you can guess how that went.
I used to be an Architect. Technically I am still.  What I am, and what I actually do are two completely separate things.  Now I go to meetings about architecture, write agendas and meeting minutes, write and respond to email, oy gevault the email, ride in planes and taxi cabs, have the life force sucked out of me in conference rooms and hotel rooms, and spend my life waiting in airports. Glamorous, no?

I hate my commute on the few days I'm actually home, yet find myself wanting to move further out* to some acreage with a double wide surrounded by a massive wood deck and trellis over head.
Some place I can take my 9mm out back and pop off a few rounds, or even throw a few clay pigeons.




My inner hermit calls to me. As busy as I've been my whole working life, I always considered it a myth, but I think my midlife crisis might have finally arrived.




*I think I may need a much, much faster car, considering the longer commute..and while I'm at it, a really big earth fucking truck too, considering I'll be "farther out".
No, wait, a Star Trek transporter mounted in the front of my earth fucking truck so I can transport the dipshits in front of me behind me in rush hour traffic.  I apologize in advance for melding your Prius with the Chevy Volt that was between us moments ago. I'm still trying to get the hang of this transporter thingy.

3 comments:

  1. I've always said that if not for the civilizing influence of Mrs Paladin, I would have been Jeremiah Johnson. .. although at my age now I'd be more like Will Geer :)

    I've been stuck in a mid-life crisis for about 5 years now, so I feel ya.One day I still plan to dump the modern world and get out of town. I'm having to take baby steps toward that goal but I get a little closer every day.

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  2. A cowboy, then a Marine, a cop, then a detective.
    In reality a security guard, process server, private investigator then credit card fraud investigator.
    Funny how real life interferes with dreams.

    gfa

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