OK. This might be Gold Room fodder, but I think the Green Room is a good place for it too. On the way home I got to thinking about my dream of owning a live-aboard sailboat. Still, you've got to find a way to pay for food and beer and maintenance and all. So you need a job. Now I don't think I'd have much stomach for piracy, but smuggling would be viable. For that matter, legitimate trading. You could buy small, valuable things cheaply in one place and sell them in another. You could save up, get a bigger boat, eventually hire a crew, and have some sort of merchant business. Yeah, it's a reach, but hey, between my childhood neighbor, who was an independent trucker, and space games, where you get better and better ships as you make more money, it's an amusing dream. The other one came watching that Heineken personal keg ad--where people have their little bars--and I got to thinking about the old inns and public houses, where you could have 5-8 rooms upstairs, a little restaurant, and a bar, and live in the building. You did it in a tourist town near a big city and you could probably have a nice little life. I dunno that either dream is particularly realistic, but they're kind of cool. So what would your imaginary dream job be?
My "dream job" would be to become a millionaire so that I wouldn't have to work. Not sure how I'd become the millionaire in the first place.....maybe win the lottery? Another dream of mine would be to become a bestselling author, but you have to have something else for income to live off of while you write. Maybe something along the same lines and do some reporting or editting. I wanted to be a teacher when I was little, but since I've grown up I've come to the realization that I only have enough patience for my own kids and my niece.
Mine would be coming up with ideas for video games. I don't think my ideas would be completely original or anything, but just coming up with ways to balance games, add features that make them more interesting. 2nd place would be Japanese vanilla porn star.
Laying aside the "win the lottery" scenario, I'd like to be a major league baseball player or GM Or a talk-radio host
I had my dream job for almost six years when I sang lead in the swing band. Unfortunately, for everyone except the guitar player, the band was a "second job". In 1999, when the swing fad was really in full.....err....swing, there'd been an offer for us to join a number of other bands on a club tour of Italy and Greece, but the thing fell apart because there wasn't enough money to justify everyone taking six weeks off from their day jobs. If I could do it again.....I'd own a pub/cafe/gift shop, perform in the house band, have improv nights for local musicians who'd like to sit in on a jam, and sell the jewelry which my wife makes and my own work in the gift shop. The best dream job is one in which I'm my own boss.
Actualy, it would nice to be a professional golfer Preferably one who is so talented i only have to practise when i feel like it
I pretty much have the job I want to have right now: Research and teaching in literary studies. Dream improvements would focus on decreasing administrative chores in favor of more core chores (ha!), increasing job security so I can continue doing this job, and so forth. Sometimes, when I feel lazy, I think of how much easier my life would be if I could exclusively teach and mentor, rather than be expected to do my own research. But those phases pass.
It's tie between UFC fighter, pro bass fisherman, porn movie writer/director, and running a shelter for abandonded cats.
Something involving becoming nocturnal... like a baker. Ideally, I'd be writing in my spare time to supplement my lavish baking lifestyle...
Used to want to write novels, preferably Sci-Fi. Still like the idea, but it's been superceded by other things. Current dream job would be to make the cut and play on the Senior PGA tour. I'd also like to own/run a small bar with a stage and live entertainment, allowing me to hop up there and perform during the 'slow' times. That is REALLY a pipe dream, since I can neither sing nor play any musical instrument. Oh well....
I can see you feeding the fish to the cats and then filming their sex life, but the UFC fighter seems superfluous.
Such places are quite common in New England -- we do quaint better than anybody else. Sometimes I think of something along those lines, but more often the quaint rural life dream for me is a small dairy farm where I make artisan cheeses. Other ideas with some realm of doability for me would be owning a beer lovers bar (modeled on a place in Amsterdam that sold nothing but Trapist Ales), train engineer, or pornographer. It's probably too late to make it in major league baseball, and I'm just not muscular enough for professional wrestling, though I do sometimes like the idea of being a promoter/booker.
There are so many things. I want to make cakes. Like, really fancy, attractive cakes. And gingerbread houses. http://blog.pinkcakebox.com/category/pastry-images/celebration-cakes I want to be the kind of pastry chef that you see competing on the Food Network. My more realistic dream at the moment is to become a nurse. I'm torn because the reason I want to become a nurse is so I can volunteer and/or work at Camp Oasis, a camp for children with IBD. I don't know if I want to work year round at something like the Painted Turtle, a year round camp for kids with all kinds of chronic diseases, or work in a gastroenterology clinic most of the year and just volunteer during my vacation at Camp Oasis. Right now I am leaning towards the latter. Ideally after making a lot of money and gaining experience in nursing, I could move to South Africa or Germany and work as a nurse in gastroenterology and/or with kids with chronic diseases there. Also I do this sort of ridiculously rare (in the U.S. at least, and on the internet) form of embroidery. I think it would be awesome if I could sell my work for thousands of dollars as designer (It takes months to do a small piece, but it wouldn't if I did it full time I guess) and make a living off of it. Bliss.
ultimately, and more realistically, as it stays closer to my area of expertise...I'd like to have something to do with designing/programming video games. Of course, I'm probably far too old and have the wrong technical skill set as far as languages and object-oriented aptitude.
A dream job for me is, I think, becoming a pediatrician. But I'd be happy being a tutor, doing something that involves giving a lot of speeches. There's a few odd jobs I'd like to try just for the hell of it (they're not dream jobs, and I'd travel for the odd jobs, of course). So I wouldn't mind a one-year job in France as a translator. Or a year of missionary/volunteer work in a French-speaking African country. Practicing medicine in a third-world country for a year would be neat. Presenting products to companies for a while might be fun. Being a secretary for a summer might be interesting too.
Well, preferably I wouldn't have to work at all. I'd just roll in money, lie on the beach, and get wit' hot wimmens. I'm kind of interested in archaeology so maybe I'd dabble in that. Do lots of travelling. But if we are looking at realistic scenarios, I'm pretty happy with I'm doing now.
Actual dream job: Own a large record label. Unrealistic dream job: Travel the world, drinking beer, and having sex.
Possibility, the maker of fine wine. But not just fine wine, fine wine from the grapes I grow. Maybe a coffee shop to along with it. And the ability to rent out a fantastic room for people to use for weddings and more. A room that people fight over to rent, because it is so awesome.
I had something close to my dream job when I worked in a graphics shop. I got to play with cool toys, occaisionally do some really satisfying artwork, and best of all get paid for it. It wasn't quite the perfect dream job, tho . . . I wanted to do comics. When I was practicing regularly, I was on my way to being Keith Pollard or maybe John Romita Jr. If I'd followed thru on my original plan and used my Navy benefits to get a commercial art degree, I might even now be drawing Captain America for a living. I'd still like to write for a living, but the publishing industry is in flux right now, with the old fashioned publishers slowly stupiding themselves out of business but the new-fangled online publishing not quite in place yet. But I have another dream job, too. Running a tavern. A nice one out in the country someplace, with a big long curving bar, a modest dinner menu, lots of natural wood decor, a big huge porch where patrons could sit when the weather was nice, and various rustic features. The kind of place you go to to relax and unwind, not to make deals or chase skirts.
