What is your dream job and why?


I decided to have some fun with the next topic on the 30 things list.
http://cattitudeandgratitude.blogspot.ca/2013/01/the-30-things-list.html

What is your dream job and why?

I’ve never had a dream job so don’t know what they’re like. I’ve had lots of drudge jobs but I’m sure you don’t want to hear those Cinderella stories.

I have a good imagination that works overtime, so I can imagine what a dream job might be like.

The morning breaks to a lovely warm summer's day without any humidity. I have my hunky chauffeur Andre drive me to work. He’s such a great guy. Must give him a raise one of these days. And he’s a good driver, too. *wink*

I stop at Starbucks to get a Grande Skinny vanilla Latte and then I take the elevator and arrive at my writing job in my elegantly decorated office with my name in gold letters on the door. My office is full of tropical plants and flowers,  decorated by the best designer in town, sparing no expense. And I love how my desk faces the big window overlooking the river.

Boxes of Belgian chocolates and roses cover my desk. All those agents clamoring to be the one to represent me. They know how much I love chocolate, the dears. And all those messages from those editors eager to meet with me to sign the next book deal.

I turn on my ultra new state of the art laptop and look at my email and Facebook for several hours until lunchtime. Those deadlines can wait!

The boss and my publisher, Gretchen is absolutely thrilled to see me and calls me into her office. Of course she praises the work on the latest story I’m writing and gives me yet another raise. So imaginative she says. You’re brilliant, Cathy!  Yes, indeed.  I’m that good. Yep, I am.

That cute hunk Brad who works in the office next to me drops by to ask me to lunch of course and of course I accept. We eat our fattening expensive five course lunch at the best Italian restaurant in town, charging it on my expense account. Of course all that pasta and sauce won’t make me gain an ounce. I have a fancy chocolate dessert and coffee for dessert, naturally.

Brad tells me that he likes older women and I believe him. I do. He begs me to run off with him and I say I’ll think about it. We make plans to meet for dinner later.

On my return, all my girlfriends rush into my office to ask about my lunch date. No one is jealous, ever undermines me or talks behind my back. They just want to know the details to liven up their dull little lives. I understand. Hey, they all love me here. No jealousy. No animosity. No office politics. Non existent. It’s a dream job, remember.

I assure them he is totally dreamy and hot just as we thought. I don’t tell them he wants to run away with me. Don’t want to make them too envious. Even dream jobs aren’t perfect when it comes to that kind of thing.

I get back to a bit of writing interspersed with Facebook lurking and blog posting. Hey, networking is important, isn’t it? And I need to do a bit of research for my story to find out about clothing for the early 1800s. Mmm, breeches and boots. Gotta love it. Google Images here I come. *Wipes drool from keyboard*

But first I need to check my friends’ statuses. And I need to look at a few cat videos and photos, followed by posting a few photos and inspirational quotes.

Finally I finish early for the day as I’m quite exhausted by this point and don’t want to overdo it. 

Besides, I have an exciting evening with Brad ahead of me and have to get home to get ready!  Toodleloo!

Comments

  1. I've had quite a few careers over the years, one took me to London, the other to Japan. All afforded me a good life, but none have given me as much pleasure as writing books. I'd love that if I could etch out a living writing from my desk in my yoga pants. Lovely post, btw.

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    1. Thanks for dropping by and commenting, Brenda. Much appreciated. Must have been great having a job that involved traveling to interesting places. And wouldn't we all loving to etch out a living writing? Haven't quite figured out that yet but I do enjoy the process and have fun with the writing as you can see from my daydream job.

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  2. If only...

    I get to start a new job in a couple of weeks. It should be an adventure.

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    1. Good luck with your new job, Christopher. Thanks for visiting.

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  3. I think one of my dream jobs would be living in a house like Downton Abbey and having to figure out how to keep it from being lost......but having enough money to keep things going...

    I don't think I ever had a 'dream' job... I liked certain aspects of each of my jobs but dream...no... for me ... that's why they call it work... it's work!!

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    1. Thanks for stopping by, Chocolattez. Yes, living in a house like Downton Abbey would be quite something, wouldn't it?

      I wonder if there is such a thing as a dream job, except in our imaginations. I guess there are a few around to a lucky few but like you say, that's why they call it work!

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