How To Find Your Future

18 - Maybe This'll Work

Olivia

After figuring out that being a doctor isn't something I wanted to do we knocked all the jobs off the last that were similar to it. Which included pathologist, surgeon, and other careers that followed that path.

Charlie had looked at me as he asked about being a vet.

I told him to keep it. It wasn't necessarily about being a doctor. It is, but it's a doctor for animals and it seems like it would be different than working as a doctor. I mean, it would be easier to work with animals. I would probably enjoy it more.

All throughout the week after school Charlie has taken me to different jobs. I've tried hair styling, which did seem cool at first. But after the hairstylist let me try to cut someone's hair and it didn't go the greatest, I don't think it's cut out for me. No pun intended. I'd also shadowed an engineer. That had too much math for me. So after that we knocked off any career that included a lot of math, like being an accountant. Though that one never really did interest me that much.

Now I'm stuck with a lot fewer careers than I'd started with.

I glance down at the list as I sit at the front of the empty bakery.

Investigator

Vet

Librarian

Historian

Journalist

Horse Trainer

I sigh. Some of them seem so interesting. I'd love to try and train a horse but I don't know if I'd have the patience for that or if they'd listen to me. Or even how it would work. I jot down a quick note for Charlie that that's one career I'd like to try.

Being a librarian could be cool. I'd get to be surrounded by books the whole day. And it would be a quiet environment. But what would I even do there? I jot down the same note as the last one.

A historian? I tilt my head. That would just be looking into history and finding out what happened and when. Right? That sounds like it could be interesting but it doesn't seem like it would be for me. I'd rather not dig up the past even if it isn't my own. I find myself getting bored when I'm sitting in Social and we talk about the wars that happened or the way our governments were formed. I don't need a lifetime of that.

Being an investigator could be cool. I always find myself sitting on the edge of my seat when I watch mystery movies. And I always try to keep an eye out for clues as to who could have done it. I'm normally pretty good at figuring it out before the main character of the movie does. So maybe I'd be good at it. But what about the moments when they bust the guy? That normally ends with the bad guy having a gun and even if it goes well in the movie it wouldn't work like that in real life. It would be dangerous, especially if I'm on a cause of trying to find a murderer. I jot down a note that I'm interested in it but it might be too risky of a job for me.

"What are you up to?"

I jump out of my seat. I raise my hand around to smack whoever is behind me, but I freeze when I spot Nick and hear him break out into laughter.

I cross my arms and glare. "This isn't funny."

He shakes his head. "It is a little bit."

I sit back down and spin around so my back's toward him.

I continue down the list while I wait for his laughter to die down. It takes a good minute before it does and he goes back to hovering over my shoulder. "Sorry. I thought you knew I was here."

I shrug. "It's fine."

"What are you working on?"

"Just going through some more jobs and seeing if they interest me."