Wirthling is a poohead, too. But he's in the same boat as me. I was studying photography for two years when I decided to quit. Which in and of itself was a pretty good idea, since I don't think it was the right career choice for me.
But when I go to school now it's from 6 to 10 at night after a full day of work. And I think back to all the free time I pissed away in college not doing much and how much I could have accomplished in the last ten years if I'd had a little more direction and motivation.
But I still don't really know what I want to do with my life. Like wirthling and probably several others of you, I'm drifting along in IT related fields. I've gone back to school twice and recently decided to stop for a while, mainly because of the evil of transfer credits.
Every time I've transferred, about half of the previous work I'd done wasn't applicable to the new school and thus became pretty much worthless. My wife is doing her residency here and there's a pretty good chance we're going to leave next July. I was pretty sure I wasn't going to be able to get a degree done by then, and I didn't want to get 4/5ths of the way there, move somewhere else and find that I was still two years away again.
I decided to stop and wait until we were somewhere I was sure we were staying for a decent period of time before starting again. Plus by then we should have enough money so that I could quit working and go to school full time and try and get done a little more quickly.
Also like wirthling, I feel an odd pull toward the protective services. He's going to EMT school, which I've been thinking about. I'm also seriously considering taking the civil service exam and trying to become a firefighter. (I'd look like this.)It's one of those odd things that keeps gnawing at me and I figure I'm never going to know what
it's like 'till I give it a shot. Computer work is great, but I think it'd be really great to have a job where you can make tangible impacts on people's lives.
I look at my wife's job and realize that aside from the mundane runny noses and back pains that she sees, she occaisonally gets the chance to save someone's life. That's got to give you a certain sense of satisfaction at the end of the day that eight hours worth of coding probably isn't ever going to match. (Though coding is pretty satisfying.)
I'm sure jobs like that even themselves out from the people that shuffle off the mortal coil whilst lying in front of you, but still...
Ok. Was that too much?
Wirthling is still a poopie head.
