Feb 23 2017

High expectations

This evening, Mrs Masher and I had to visit Amelia’s school, for an open evening to discuss Amelia’s ‘options’.

This is where she has to pick which subjects she wants to study during the remainder of her school years.

Obviously, it’s wise to pick not only subjects that one might be interested in, but ones that are going to help you on your chosen career path, once you leave school.

Problem is, Amelia – like so many kids of her age – has absolutely no idea of what she wants to do when it’s time for her to leave school and get a job.

I always knew what I wanted to do when I grew up, and I remember the ‘Careers Officer’ visiting our school and we all got to spend ten minutes with him on a one-to-one basis.

“Ahh, young Masher. Come in and sit down. Now tell me, what do you want to do when you leave school?”

“I want to be an astronaut, sir.”

“An astronaut eh? Erm, right, let’s see now… ahh, what about banking? I see you are quite good at maths.”

“No sir, I want to be an astronaut. I want to travel to the stars.”

“I think it rather unlikely, boy. No-one from this school has ever gone on to be an astronaut before. Or even an airplane pilot, for that matter. I urge you to consider banking. It’s a bloody good job. Lots of perks.”


“Right, I’ll put you down for banking then. NEXT!”

Obviously, I never went into banking. And, thanks to my flat feet, I never become an astronaut. But my love of electronics set me on a career path that would see me alright for the next forty years.

Unless Amelia can set herself a similar vision, she’s going to end up joining the Army or marrying in to money.

And neither of those worked for me.


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    • Toffeeapple on February 24, 2017 at 18:59

    My only option was to go into nursing, despite the fact that I dislike being around sick people. Being an artist was not to be considered apparently.

      • Masher on February 24, 2017 at 20:53

      I should think the vast majority of people don’t get to go into their first choice of career, TA.
      But, nursing… a noble and valiant vocation.

    • Alan on February 25, 2017 at 08:39

    Way back in the past (1967) the choices were leave school at 15 as I did or stay on for “A” levels and stuff. Lots of jobs in those days.
    I had 2 interviews before securing an Apprenticeship with an engineering company.(I always liked metalwork in school).
    I stayed in engineering all of my working life. What ever Amelia decides to do now it will probably not be what she finally ends up doing as things change so quickly these days.
    I wish her all the luck with her final terms in school.

    I am slipping, that is now 2 replies without a pun.

      • Masher on February 25, 2017 at 18:08

      Yeah, you’re right, there were lots of jobs back then.
      Bit different now.

      Thanks Al.

    • Brennig on February 25, 2017 at 20:53

    I was going to be a rozzer. I was aiming to be a member of The Filth from the age of about seven. Sometimes I was going to work on crime scenes, other times I was going to be a traffic copper (two-wheeled). I never fancied the plain clothes branch, but doing something ‘hands on’ and ‘technical’ for the police was always my destiny. And then one day, when I needed to make a fast decision, I joined the Royal Air Force…

      • Masher on February 26, 2017 at 06:43

      I flirted with joining the rozzers too, but my love of electronic engineering won out in the end.

      But I often wonder “What if…?”

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