Part of me wishes I lived in the days when a woman only had 5 career opportunities; nurse, teacher, waitress, homemaker and prostitute. But alas! I have been given the gift of endless prospects when choosing a career; an odious comment, I know.
I have endured quite the journey thus far trying to come to terms with the career that will make me happy, make me money and give me fulfillment. I believe I have narrowed the search to two potential candidates. Baking and Auto Body Mechanic.
I was never the type of person who could out rightly say, “Hey! I am good at _____, I am better at that _____ most people! I am going to make _____ my life career.” Not to say I am useless and unskilled, just nothing really jumped out at me.
For most of my childhood, my career was decided. I wanted to be a teacher. It seemed so simple when I was small, but as I got to High school and realised how University works, picking a major and minor, things got complicated. I took program after program in varied fields and decided the subjects I enjoyed the most are History and English. Unfortunately, finding a teaching position when you have a major in History and minor in English is next to impossible. What’s worse is that if you can’t find a teaching position there are very few “fall back” options. So, in the end I would be just another individual with a degree, sixty-thousand dollars of debt and no career. That may sound pessimistic to you, but that it sounds like 5 long years and 60, 000 dollars for a waste of time to me.
Consequently, upon realising that my former life’s plan was a dud, I ventured out into the unknown, trying to find the perfect career.
I am frustrated.