When I was in kindergarten, we had to draw a picture of what we wanted to be when we were older. Other kids were drawing themselves as an astronaut or shortsop for the Dodgers. But me? I wanted to be a garbage man. Because I thought they only worked one day a week. They picked up our trash on Mondays, so they must have the rest of the week off, right? You can imagine my dreams were crushed when I saw trash cans out on a Wednesday in another area of the Valley.
Another childhood dream I had was to work at a gas station because I thought they were the only place that had squeegees.
No wonder the teacher and my parents thought I was retarded.
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I wanted to be a cheerleader.
I always wanted to be a Ninja. I wonder if Monster.com has any entry-level Ninja jobs that I can apply to.
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