having decided it is time to change careers, i'm approaching this endeavor through the process of elimination.
and the first thing that comes to mind is that i'm not good at building houses, cars, or appliances, and i'm far worse at maintaining them.
sad to say, i'm not a handyman.
i'm more a footyman, you might say.
i'm good at fetching and hauling stuff, especially earthlings.
so maybe a taxi driver, or better yet, a chauffeur to the stars would be a good idea.
but the more i think about it, that's a dumb pursuit, because the next thing i'm not good at is having the stomach for bossy, know-it-alls who feel like they can mistreat others just because they are paying for their services.
hmm—not the kind of devil-may-care environment my snappy wit demands.
okay, this is going better than i could ever have imagined.