You know the saying never mix business with pleasure? That is why I could never work in a tackle shop. Watching all those people come in and tell you about a blitz, while you are selling them lures and knowing you have to sit behind that counter while they are slamming huge blues and bass.
For a while, I wanted to get into boatbuilding. That is messy work. I'm talking messy messy work. I was working on 12 foot boats and I didn't really have a deadline to hit and my clothes still got ruined. I have boots with epoxy on them, pants with paint and epoxy on them. Shirts, hats, everything has epoxy on it. I couldn't imagine building a large boat, working with 55 gallon drums of epoxy. It's just not the life I want.
I don't know what I want to do. I have some strong gut feeling to be a cop. I don't know why. It's not like I wanted to be a cop when I was little. This is just a recent thing since I started getting interested in civil rights.
My cam isn't working so I can't send a picture of my certificate. Oh well
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