I like having a back-up plan. That in a so-called nutshell is why I do what I do in the maddening sewage of webs.
When I realized long ago that my parents would like for me to leave their house at some point it occurred to me how fragile survival is. Like many of my ilk I left H.S. to pursue wealth via the University system of higher learning. Back in those days you could actually get a reasonable education with a modest sum of money and be comforted that it would translate into a salaried position at one of the finer institutions of consumption or services in this once great land.
When I enrolled at the University I also jointly signed up to be an American soldier via ROTC. I figured I had two paths: following my bachelor of science degree to employment or being deployed by Uncle Sam. I also knew that if things went tits up in the private sector I would still be working part-time for my Unc. Back-up plan.
My degree wasn’t wasted and I landed some decent jobs while still ordering around men twice my age looking for retirement points one weekend a month and two weeks in the summer. My obligation to the military was done and I submitted my resignation just in time before Bush began his crusade. I needed a new back up plan.
I started taking computer classes at the local college and got myself Microsoft certified. I took some part-time work when I could get it doing anything that allowed me to touch a computer and get paid to do it. I liked the idea that I had another back-up. In this case the back-up became my second career.
It wasn’t more than a couple of months when I realized that I needed another back up. I have no recollection of how I stumbled into the sewage but I soon found myself building directory generated sites and slurping off the bounty of Google’s fruit. Of course, that didn’t last but the next phase of IM, niche article sites and the like, allowed for a relatively constant stream of coin that satiated my need for a back-up.
Today my back-up is getting worn. My career is a dead-end boring job. I would love to enliven the handful of readers to this collection of words about my exciting dissolution of my current employment for more grandeur of Internet marketing opportunities but alas, I cannot. I need a back-up for my back-up!
Somewhere along the way I discovered that I could arrange words in a manner that was informative and entertaining. I think it was an offshoot of my long days and nights writing reports for clients and ultimate government consumption. I believe there is the possibility that therein lies my next back-up and potential future. I just have to figure out how to put a saddle on it and take it for a ride. Hence my constant agitation of being a Kindle book craftsman.