Childhood Ambitions
HoratioFellatio writes:
"At the tender age of 13, my little hairless clockweights squirted their first dose of testosterone into my blood stream. The result was a mental alarm clock shouting, 'I NEED TO LOOK AT GIRL'S FANNIES.' I reasoned that if I became a Gynaecologist, I'd get to look at fannies all day.
"It was only when I reached the age of about 16 and learnt about STD's and yeast infections that I realised I'd only ever get to see diseased ones."
Tell us about your childhood career ambitions and the moment at which your aspirations crumbled into a pile of broken dreams.
( , Thu 29 Mar 2007, 12:02)
HoratioFellatio writes:
"At the tender age of 13, my little hairless clockweights squirted their first dose of testosterone into my blood stream. The result was a mental alarm clock shouting, 'I NEED TO LOOK AT GIRL'S FANNIES.' I reasoned that if I became a Gynaecologist, I'd get to look at fannies all day.
"It was only when I reached the age of about 16 and learnt about STD's and yeast infections that I realised I'd only ever get to see diseased ones."
Tell us about your childhood career ambitions and the moment at which your aspirations crumbled into a pile of broken dreams.
( , Thu 29 Mar 2007, 12:02)
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When I grew up...
I always wanted to play a telling part in the dynamic British economy. Public sector would have suited me fine and I quite fancied Evaluation Data Management Officer with the Home Office... But private sector would also have been cool and I looked fondly on opportunities such as Training and Development Officer with a "blue chip company in the M25 corridor".
Then, at a development day for team leaders and managers run by a well known media company, a colleague told me she was attracted to her public relations role with said company because "it was such a great brand". I had an epiphany, right at that moment.
"It's all utter fucking shite," I thought and went to live in a leaky boatshed in County Donegal to play a banjo and masturbate from time to time.
( , Fri 30 Mar 2007, 11:25, Reply)
I always wanted to play a telling part in the dynamic British economy. Public sector would have suited me fine and I quite fancied Evaluation Data Management Officer with the Home Office... But private sector would also have been cool and I looked fondly on opportunities such as Training and Development Officer with a "blue chip company in the M25 corridor".
Then, at a development day for team leaders and managers run by a well known media company, a colleague told me she was attracted to her public relations role with said company because "it was such a great brand". I had an epiphany, right at that moment.
"It's all utter fucking shite," I thought and went to live in a leaky boatshed in County Donegal to play a banjo and masturbate from time to time.
( , Fri 30 Mar 2007, 11:25, Reply)
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