I’ve been thinking lately about careers and professions and whether I’d ever be able to partake in certain jobs knowing my limitations and predilections. In doing this, I came up with the start of a list of jobs I just simply could not do. This includes:
- Anything medical–I’m afraid I’d spend the entire time saying “that’s what she said,” instead of doing my medical work. I mean, there’s a lot of inserting and lifting and growing and getting bigger and whatnot. My childlike sense of humor can’t handle that kind of set up system.
- A journalist–as much as I like to write, I’d be at a loss to do stories about things I don’t care about. I’m afraid I’d find myself telling people to screw off and that I didn’t care about their cat that got stuck in a tree.
- Chef–I’m too accident prone. I’m afraid I’d burn too many body parts along the way.
- Preschool teacher–kids at that age are cute, but they’re so dirty and gross at times. I’m not sure I could handle touching that many filthy things a day. (That’s what she said.)
- Celebrity handler–there’s only so much I’d do before telling that celebrity to shove off.
- Landscaper–too many allergy issues. Plus, I’m too lazy.
What about you? What jobs do you just know you’re not cut out for?
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hahaha There are so many reasons that I would never have a medical career… I’m def. going to add “afraid that I would say That Was She said at inappropriate times” to my list…
I could never be a bus driver… I can barely drive my own car with no one in it without stressing out. I would have to cut someone…
Long-haul truck driver:
1. I have a touch of the road rage.
2. I’d have to sit on a phone book to drive because I’m too short to see over the steering wheel in a big truck.
3. I would want to stop and take pictures and would never get anything done.
I agree about anything medical, but not because of “that’s what she said” but because blood makes me sqeemish. I also couldn’t deal with other people’s bodily functions and whatnot.
Anything financial — I don’t even balance my checkbook and financial stuff makes me want to stuff my fingers in my ears and go “la la la la…”
Sales jobs. Having to kiss asses to get a sale would make me want to punch someone.
You pretty much nailed it. I couldn’t do any of those jobs for the same reasons. Except the landscaper one. I don’t have allergies, but I do sunburn far too easily to work outside all day.
A concierge or sales – I can’t be that nice all the time.
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I was going to say – I like the fact that its called a “Celebrity Handler” – it makes it sound like they’re wild animals (which they kinda are . . .)
i don’t think i could work in a kitchen. something about actually knowing what happens to food back there would probably make me not want to eat out ever again.
I’m a trauma nurse. I don’t like the follow-up of an office nursing position; I’ll take my patients broken and bloody. But, I know I can’t do this forever and have taken a vested interest in patient advocacy/public health.
I could never work in retail sales, a restaurant or specific medical specialties: cardiology, peds hem/onc and ENT come to mind.
I could NEVER do anything with math. Ever. And the medical field is also out for me. Blood and I are not friends.
I could not be a teacher. Nope. Never.
I love kids, and want them, but having more than one or two around ALL the time would drive me to the brink.
Definitely can’t be anything medical and chef too. I’m disastrous in the kitchen. I even almost exploded the microwave making popcorn
i agree with the preschool teacher. i dont like sticky hands.
This post makes me smile because I couldn’t do a lot of these things, either. But as a journalist, you have NO IDEA how much I want to tell people I don’t care or I think they’re stupid.
It would make me feel better about life, maybe, but I’d probably lose my job. So I hold my tongue….
Like EP, being a journalist is sometimes about holding my tongue, ha. But for me, being apathetic helps in writing a story. It’s when I’m overly invested one way or another that remaining objective becomes difficult.
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