I decided to postpone my Let’s Speculate discussion post this week to feature and talk about Jessi’s Life Of A Blogger posts, this week featuring careers.
Believe it or not, but I’ve been meaning to write a personal post about the careers I’ve been thinking of going into for awhile because simply, I need help. Jessi’s Life Of A Blogger: Career finally gave me the push I needed.
I’m currently working at a After School Program for kids. Yes, it’s probably one of those many after-school programs you’ve probably attended when you were a kid. I help out third and fourth graders with their homework and boy, are they so demanding and not patient. While I’m helping out one kid, another one runs up to me and demands loudly for me to help them right this minute. Another one then runs up to me to join the “I need help NOW” group. It gets tiring to have five kids asking for my attention/help all at once. Sometimes, I just want to put all the books down and run out of the room.
This job does have its perks though. I can speak to the kids without feeling any pressure and be 100% myself. They don’t judge me (unless I speak Mandarin wrong of course), share my love for Pokemon, and are fun to observe. Seriously, you do not want to know how many paper guns I’ve confiscated and threw out. The money helps too, $9 an hour is pretty good and 6 hours a day is not time-consuming with college and all.
Thank goodness the kids love me (probably because I bonded with them through Pokemon and chips) because otherwise, this would be one tiring job. Yes, bonding with Pokemon and chips really works guys. I wonder why my teachers never do that. ;D
1. A Librarian: When I was in 5th grade, I wanted to be a librarian. (I’ve loved reading books way before then.) I remember my exact age because when my parents asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up and I told them “a librarian,” they completely freaked out and lectured me for days, saying no, don’t aim to be a librarian, the income is near minimum wage, and how will I survive with that kind of income in NYC, etc. etc. In my 5th grade mind, I got that being a librarian equals bad.
2. An Author: Believe it or not, I had my first book written when I was in 5th grade. (It was a fail children’s book, but hey, that still counts right?) In fact, my 5th grade teacher noticed/knew I was so passionate about writing and drawing my own book that she talked to my parents about getting published. My parents had a talk with me of course, about how that was unrealistic and to stop drawing so much and focus on the math test that I had a 80% on. I think I still have the children’s book I wrote somewhere in my house and I cringe every time I see it because I basically copied the characters and half the plot from my favorite book that I had read in 5th grade…
3. An Artist: I used to love to draw. You can find me doodling in class in middle school, not paying any attention to my teachers whatsoever. Once my parents discovered that next I wanted to become an artist, you guessed it, they ruined that dream for me too with some real hard facts: 1. Most artists don’t make money until they actually die and the world realizes how much of a genius they were; 2. You barely get any income when you’re an artist; and 3. There are so few jobs out there for artists (and that was before, when the economy was still doing well). Now, I haven’t drew anything for more than five years, which makes me sad. As of now, my art skills isn’t as good as it was before.
4. A Teacher: Then I thought about being a teacher. I mean, my resume is perfect for it right? However, once I actually became a teacher’s assistant, it just didn’t work out. I just couldn’t take it. I don’t take it well when a 2 year old throws his burning hot leftover rice with soup on my brand new white sneakers (I wonder how fake my smile was that day) and when a kid touches everything and puts it in his mouth. You see that toy there? In his mouth it goes. And that glue stick? Yep, that goes in too. How about that wooden board puzzle piece? In it goes. I just can’t take that. (How will I ever have kids?) Working with kindergarten to first graders was okay, except for the drama (yes, first graders are involved in drama too). I had to stop them from crying because that one girl said that another girl wasn’t her friend anymore, or someone traded snacks but wanted to do a trade-back and the person he/she traded with didn’t want to do a trade-back, or even HEY, YOU’RE BLOCKING THE MOVIE. My current job is so much better than working with 1 year olds to first graders, but it’s just not my passion. It just sucks because my resume is perfect for becoming a teacher or working in the education field with kids. (And it’s not like it matters since my parents also do not want me to become a teacher because more and more teachers are getting laid-off apparently.)
After all those rejections, I explored other fields, but there’s always some kind of problem that popped up.
1. Computer Science/Web Design: I was in the computer science major in high school. I applied because I thought we would be playing video games or at least, designing video games, but no, that did not happen. Instead, we learned Java which nearly killed me. Coding in some kind of coding language is basically solving puzzles and did I tell you that I hate solving puzzles?
2. Any Field In Science: I’m taking Chemistry at the moment and there’s really only two words that describes it: time-consuming (yes, that’s one word) and studying. Seriously, Chemistry is studying, studying, and guess what? More studying. Today alone, I spent seven hours studying for two chapters. I don’t think I can take it. No, scratch that, I can’t take it.
3. Any Field In Math: I’m really good in math…once I study like crazy. Otherwise, math isn’t really for me. Don’t get me wrong, I can take it, but I won’t be really happy doing it.
4. A 9AM to 5PM Job: I had a 9AM to 5PM job this summer and it did not work for me. I hated it. I do not like waking up any time earlier than 9AM and getting home later than 3PM. Like, I hold my own personal grudge against it. After realizing this fun fact, it doesn’t leave any real good options for me.
So here I am now.
Lately, I’ve been thinking about going into book publishing. I mean, I love reading books, I love chatting about books, and I love reviewing books. New York City is also one of the best places to get a career in book publishing. What could be more perfect than that?
The obstacles: My parents. And the competition.
They want me to get a successful high income job and I highly doubt book publishing will cut it for them. After some thought, I figured out that they may be right – a panelist from HarperCollins said that the average annual salary for working in book publishing is $22,000 to $34,000. Realistically, as I’m sure most of you might know, living in NYC is expensive. A month’s rent for an apartment in NYC costs anywhere between $900 a month to $1,500 a month and that’s now and if you’re lucky. Living in NYC and spending so much money on books is hella expensive, especially when it comes to my spending habits on books. I highly doubt $22,000 or $34,000 will really cut it for me. Like some guy who sat behind me said, WHAAT.
There’s also a lot of competition if you want to be an editor. After attending tons (okay, two) book publishing career panels, I learned that there were two different kinds of editors, an editor editor and an editor whose main job is to find those grammatical mistakes and those spelling mistakes. I want to be the kind of editor that looks into the plot and research part of the book, not the grammatical part of the book, but again, there is a lot of competition.
Which leaves me with one word, undecided. Or maybe even completely undecided.
So where do I go from here? When will I figure out what I want from life?