The Job of Your Dreams

College is a time about finding out who you are. You take loads of classes, some hard, some easy, some useful, some completely useless all with the hopes of earning a degree which will in hand aid you in obtaining hopefully, the career of your dreams. Some nearly kill themselves in Biology and Chemistry in order to pursue a medical career, others have hopes to making it as a lawyer, reporter, business person, etc and must take the classes required for their respective fields. After taking such classes as environmental geology, British literature, music and politics, accounting, and new testament, I am lucky to say, that I too, have found the career path of my dreams. 

If you have ever flown on an airplane, you know the drill. Until you reach a predetermined altitude, you aren't allowed to use any electronics. So for the first 15 or so minutes of your fight you are often struggs to occupy yourself in anyway other than resorting to starting up an awkward conversation with the person sitting next to you. Instead, you look in your seat-back pocket in front of you. In general, you have three reading materials available to you. The first is the pocket is usually the safety guideline card for the model of plane you are riding. Secondly, there is usually a magazine published by the airline you are flying, for example, if you are on Southwest, you have the opportunity to read Spirit magazine. Finally, you have the opportunity to skim through the latest Sky Mall catalog. If you are anything like me, you pick the third choice and flip through the wonderful products of Sky Mall.

This brings me to the presentation of my dream job. While inventing such products as Orbit Wheels, the new version of inline skates, AcuLife Therapist Plus, a self-administered acupuncture system, The Indoor Dog Bathroom, a strip of fake grass for the indoors for your pooch to relieve his or herself, and The Infant's Soundsleep Lamb, a stuffed animal that emits soothing noises as your child sleeps, would be fun, I have higher hopes for my career with Sky Mall. Even more exciting than dreaming up these whimsical inventions is the task of explaining and describing them in a way that is appealing to the wallet of the bored jetsetter. Honestly, have you ever looked through a copy of Sky Mall and not been convinced that you needed at least half if not more than half of the available products. After much consideration, I can't think of a better use of my Trinity education than manipulating words in such a way that everyone flying from Omaha to Ft. Lauderdale is convinced that they need the Brobdingangian Sports Chair, Spy Ear, and Slingshot Screaming Monkey in order to know that they are leading a fulfilling life.