I have two dream jobs. The first one is more like a fantasy but I guess
that could be considered to be a dream. I think about being so rich that I
could open homeless shelters all over the state. If I was a multimillionaire
that would be my dream job. Everywhere I go there are homeless people. I
realize that some of them have only themselves to blame, others have mental
issues, and some that are normal, for the most part, have just had bad luck. I
don’t care what their issues are. It would be really nice to be able to help.
The more realistic
dream job I’ve had is to be an EMT. I know CPR and get a lot out of the fact
that I can save people’s lives. Over the last fifteen years I was fortunate
enough to save the lives of three people, two of which were my friends. I can’t
begin to explain how extremely great it feels to bring a person back to life.
Helping people is in my nature. That is the way I have always been and that is
how I will always be. I decided to be a radiology technician instead of an EMT
because I don’t think I could handle seeing all the carnage day after day. By
being a rad. Tech. I can still help people and that is what I’m going to do.