Ah yes the joy that life brings, the dawn chorus (noisy buggers), people rushing to a job to make some bits of paper to give to someone else in exchange for essential goods we need and ones we don’t. Over simplifying things somewhat I know.

Am I good at what I do for a job, sometimes yes, sometimes no, but I do appear to be successful or very lucky so far. Do I enjoy what I do, does anyone. I used to be idealistic and wanted to change the world, but then realised to change something, it has to want to change initially. What is Project Management, well
pretending to know what you are doing, shouting at, coercing and bullying people to deliver something that will make someone money and is bound to fail without my intervention. As a colleague once said I am just the glue that holds it all together.

What else would I do if not this (well considering I have been a salesman, purchaser, engineer, R&D Engineer, developer, service desk operative and farmer), Here are my top 10s:

– A child because I don’t remember being one (although some one say I am one)
– A red cross worker because I wanted to do VSO when I was younger
– A pilot in the RAF because it’s the only thing I have failed with colour blindness
– Gynaecologist, say no more
– Deep sea diver
– Entertainer
– Psychologist
– Mountain Climber
– Mechanic, since I know naff all about engines
– Cameraman

No spaceman or bus driver for me, simple pleasures, but ultimately something is missing and I’m looking to find that piece.