You may not know this, but my day job is in the insurance industry. Calm down. I know you’re jealous. For those of you who don’t follow the news of that field, there’s this law called the Affordable Care Act. You’ve probably never heard of it. It’s not like it’s controversial or anything.
(This is the part where I get all serious and tell you that this is not a political post, so please do not get political on me.)
So with all these changes in the industry, it occurred to me that maybe I should have a Plan B, just in case things don’t work out. I’m not saying I want to have to use an alternate plan, but I think a prudent woman would have one. And I am nothing if not a prudent woman.
Plan B was easy though, unemployment and writing, then hoping that I strike it rich with my amazing words before my benefits run out.
Plan C though, that was a little tougher to come up with. Being prudent and all, a Plan C was a necessity.
This is a incomplete list, but I thought I’d share with you a few ideas I’ve come up with so far, just in case I can’t continue in the exciting world of insurance. In no particular order…
- Blogger. But not one of those brand ambassador, sponsored posts types of bloggers (not that there’s anything wrong with that). My new career would involve someone paying me to write posts just like this one.
- Assembly line worker. I’ve always liked the idea of repetition, having a quota to meet, and doing the same task without having to think too hard. So when I watched the old episodes of Roseanne when Rosie, Jackie and Crystal worked in the plastics factory, I thought I found my dream job.
- Creating houses to be on upcoming episodes of Hoarders. I can throw food and garbage on the floor like nobody’s business! I am adept at creating piles so high they fall over. No one can leave dishes on the counter like I can. If you want to be on Hoarders but you don’t want the hassle of actually hoarding stuff, I’m your girl!
- Professional weight loser. Do no misunderstand – this is NOT the same as a fitness professional. I would just like someone to pay me to lose weight. I promise that if you agree to do this, I will lose weight. Promise. Seriously. No more pizzas for me.
- Professional pizza not-eater. That last one gave me another idea. Someone could pay me to not eat pizza. That’s probably the only way I’d stop.
- Professional pizza eater. Let’s face it, pizza is tasty. So if someone WANTS to pay me to eat pizza, I could alter my career goals.
- I could fold boxes for pizzas. That always looks like fun. I like folding boxes. I’m actually pretty open to any pizza related career, except maybe making or serving the pizzas, because that sounds like actual work.
- If for some reason you do not want to support pizza-related careers, I could also offer my services as they relate to burritos. Except for the box folding, because I don’t think burritos come in boxes.
Picture credit: Me!
Pizza credit: Mr. Bruno’s, Lyndhurst, NJ
I might try to think of a few more ideas, just in case. I’m going to go get a snack first though. I’m really hungry.
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