ICE CREAM TESTER!!!

I’m technically typing this out on Wednesday, but I wrote it on Tuesday and due to circumstances out of my control (my car breaking down) I’m going to write two posts today: one at work on my lunch break (because I have no way of getting home and eating lunch because of my POS car) and one sometime later in the day.

With all the talk of big changes and life improvements in the past couple of my posts, I thought it may be a good idea for me to brainstorm about my dream jobs in hopes that it actually inspires me to get started on them.  Don’t get me wrong, I can put up with my current job at the moment, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to be sitting in a cube and typing numbers I don’t understand into spreadsheets I don’t understand for the rest of my life.  It’s a good fix now and the pay is decent - though not decent enough to afford a new car and a new place to live – but it pays almost twice as much as I made at Starbucks without any of the douchey customers.  So here it goes, my top 3 dream jobs that I probably won’t ever have but love the idea of (in no particular order):

1. Bar Owner – I’ve actually spoken at great length about this with a number of friends of mine and had a “partner” who was all balls to the walls about the idea.  What I wanted to do was to open a bar that served beer from local breweries as well as non-traditional types (fuck bud, bud-light and the rest of that garbage) and fill the place with the arcade games of my past.  I’d have The Simpsons, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, The huge X-Men one and a bunch of other totally sick ones.  Now, I know Barcade has done it already, I’ve been there and they do it extremely well.  It doesn’t mean I would totally be ripping off the place’s design, It’d just be a bar with arcade machines and they’re CERTAINLY not the first people to do that.  I also wanted to put a stage there and have a spot for local bands to play that didn’t cost them a shit load of money and didn’t screw over the bands.  A lot of Long Island bars either don’t let bands play or charge an arm and a leg or just don’t know what they’re doing during live shows.  I want to start a place that will help the Long Island music scene thrive, not destroy it. 

HOWEVER, my “partner” is now boning my ex-girlfriend, so things are a little awkward and don’t look too awesome for my BARVENUECADE. 

2. Musician- This is certainly the easiest choice for me.  Not a whole lot of things make me happier than writing and performing my own music, and if I ever got the chance to do it for a living I would consider myself the luckiest beautiful bastard on the face of the earth.  Unfortunately, with the music industry in the state that it is, how pretty much have to be the luckiest and most beautiful bastard on the face of the earth to be successful in it.  But even if I had the chance to travel around the country and play in dive bars, VFW’s or basements for next to nothing besides gas money, food and a place to sleep, I’d happily put my life on hold for a great deal of time in order to do that.

3. Story Teller? – I wasn’t exactly sure what to call this.  I suppose you could call it a writer but it adds a little bit more pizazz when you call it a story teller because it doesn’t necessarily imply published print as the medium.  It’s been well established that I love to travel, and to get into adventures, and tell people, anyone, would obviously be a “job” I’d cherish.  I suppose if I could get some kind of medium besides just telling people (I’m an awful face-to-face story teller) it would be easier, but I’d imagine it’d be an interesting concept for someone to deliberately send themselves on a random adventure with very little money and just go where ever.  I’m sure SOMEONE would be interested in hearing about it.  I mean, you’re interested in hearing about my boring life right now.  Writing story lines for video games or sketch comedy would also be pretty fucking sick.

Looking back, I probably should have titled this post “Jobs I Would Love and Why I Can’t Have Them,” but meh.  I can dream, can’t I?

CAN’T I!!!???

I’ll talk to you later.

Stay hopeful,

tim

Tags: barcade, barvenuecade, dream jobs, local music, story telling, traveling, wanderlust