After some consideration, I felt it was time to fill in WFME readers to my new life change.
As a result of my two books not being made into movies, not being turned into animated shows and not being optioned by a big star for a passion project, it appears as if most of my dreams of writing have fallen to the wayside. For months I questioned my future. For weeks I wallowed in self-pity. And then I decided on a brand new career.
A career that would change my life forever.
But when you’re attempting to come up with your new career you have to first remove the job elements you refuse to have be a part of your new career. It was October 19th, while sitting in a Panera Bread establishment that I scribbled down the elements of a job I would never want to be a part of. I folded up that napkin, put it away, and pulled it back out last week when I decided on my new career. That list, is verbatim, as follows:
- No Carrots
- No Cleaning Bathrooms
- No Broccoli
- No Shoe Polishing
- No Royalty Whatsoever
- No Vegetarian Scenarios
- No Data Entry
- No Horses
- No Dream Transcription
- No Stuffed Animals
- No Glue, Glue Sticks or Post-Its
- No Breadbowls
- No Tuxes
- No Costumes pre 1900’s
- No Ferrets
- No Bees
- No Posing
- No Modeling
- No Red Vines
After consulting said list, after consulting said soul, I came up with the career that I will be embarking upon starting Monday. The month of November 2007 will forever be known as the month that Pauly D left his old life behind and took up the career of…
Hot Tub Repairman/Technician.
Sure, some of you are going to laugh — and that’s fine if you have to. But you probably don’t know there’s a whole union of Hot Tub Repairmen in California. You probably don’t know that you can become certified after a 12 week course (which I start Monday) and which will teach me two distinct skills that hardly ever go hand in hand with one another. Those two skills?
Dealing with water…AND electricity.
No person in their right mind would go rooting around in a hot tub fixing electrical wires and lights. An electrician would never do it, and a pool guy would never do it. They leave such death-defying scenarios to the hot tub repairman/technician.
Did you know there are only 1,892 (approximately) hot tub technicians/repairmen licensed in the state of California? Did you know that twelve weeks from Monday there will be 1,893?
Me. I’ll be one of them.
For those concerned that the writing will take a hit – don’t worry. I’ll still have time at nights and on weekends to keep the dream alive when the training is done. But part of me doesn’t even worry too much about the writing at the moment because I’m really feeling passionate about this new chapter in my life.
WFME, the title of which I won’t be changing….but instead of Words For My Enjoyment, it will be Water For My Enjoyment — and instead of writing clearly obscure humor posts about nothing, I’ll be concentrating on the crazy and life-threatening watery-electrical events I will face on a daily basis…
I think in the end it will get this blog a whole slew of new readers, and continue to entertain those who are still hanging on my every word.
We all have to change eventually, my friends.
It’s just that for me…the time is now.