Having watched High Fidelity (yet again) over the holiday break has me thinking about the future. (and making lists) When I hear about people making it big in fields that are so far-off from where they started, it makes me feel like there’s an endless possibility of things I’m yet to be.
I started a forum thread about this almost 2 years ago. (!) (guess which posts there are mine.) so here’s the 2009 version of my Top 5 Dream Jobs, arranged from ‘great’ to ‘best job ever.’

5. Comicbook Guy/Comicbook store-owner.
I see this as a retirement. (Will I still be into comics by then?) Back in 2003, I was introduced to CCHQ. (located at the FBR Arcade in Katipunan) It was a place where pen-and-paper games and comicbooks and geek friends are a way of life. I’d like to recapture that kind of magic. That was special.

4. Leadership/Team-building/Confidence-building Seminar Facilitator.
I’m daydreaming about several company planning/team-building sessions from before. I’d like to be the guy who MAKES champions. There’s a new-agey side of me that sees helping others (altruism! blegh) as a deeper source of satisfaction. (The less is the more, yow.) Not that I’d start calling myself a guru, mind you.

3. Online Publicist.
I see this as an evolution of the SMO thing. “Paolo Marinduque, Online Publicist” — sounds good to me! I’m always up for making people (who deserve it!) FAMOUS.

2. Bicycle Thief. (or at least, the notion of it)
Bicycle theft. Think about it — it’d make for a good title of a Damien Rice song. He’d be able to spin bicycle theft as something darkly-romantic, with breaths of melancholy in-between. Plus, I love the environment — I could be like a bogeyman for bicycle owners while lessening people’s carbon footprint! If I were subscribed to the karma way of thinking, I’d balance it out by stealing the bikes of vicious tyrants — and giving out free joyrides with the stolen merch. Doesn’t sound too bad, right?
Watching this video makes me feel bad about it though.

1. Preschool teacher!
I’m seeing the job description to be a blast — having lunch with 5-year-olds, make them laugh while they’re taking a hit off their juiceboxes and watch the content shoot out through their noses. That’d be awesome. (Plus, I think kids see me as one of them.)
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