What's your dream?
by Erin
Wed Feb 06, 2008 at 08:18:21 PM PDT
I, and I suspect many of you, have about 20 alternative lives in my head. Different paths I could have taken but, for whatever reason, didn't. Not necessarily better or worse, just different.
When I started grad school, I made a list of all the things I probably wouldn't be doing with my life now. I decided to make a shadow box shrine to each of these things (which I never did...). One thing on the list that looked accessible was delivering flowers. It wasn't about the money or the status, I just really wanted to surprise people with flowers. I got a job I didn't particularly need and, considering that I worked for minimum wage, didn't have time for, delivering flowers at a shop owned by a crotchety and somewhat abusive old man and his sweetish, eccentric wife. I learned that delivering flowers is much like delivering pizza, only with no tips and you have to see dead bodies. People rarely act delighted--mostly suspicious. In addition, everyone else in the room is gravely disappointed. I think people are happier to get their pizza.
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