I've been working as a digital dogsbody for about a year and a half now, and although the job is challenging (medium gray halftone, baah not a problem) and has satisfaction (you want it when?!) I sure as hell know that I don't want to be doing it in ten years time! I'm pretty sure the stress would have turned me into a xenophobic twitching mass of expletives and sarcasm by then anyway..
Just wondering how many people feel the same way and how many ended up getting stuck in the print trade? It seems to be a pretty common affliction locally, workers never meaning to end up 40 with a beer gut, two kids and a mortgage, still tapping away at a computer screen. Or in my case, when I'm 40, beer gut, two kids, a mortgage and with a direct neural connection to an automated printing/finishing/robotic delivery line (that's an SJDF workflow - Skulljack Job Definition Ticket)
Myself, I'm going for piloting (driving planes = better than running photocopiers) and if all goes to plan should be tearing around in the clouds in slightly under five years.
Anyone got any interesting stories about ambitions realised or fallen by the wayside?
Just wondering how many people feel the same way and how many ended up getting stuck in the print trade? It seems to be a pretty common affliction locally, workers never meaning to end up 40 with a beer gut, two kids and a mortgage, still tapping away at a computer screen. Or in my case, when I'm 40, beer gut, two kids, a mortgage and with a direct neural connection to an automated printing/finishing/robotic delivery line (that's an SJDF workflow - Skulljack Job Definition Ticket)
Myself, I'm going for piloting (driving planes = better than running photocopiers) and if all goes to plan should be tearing around in the clouds in slightly under five years.
Anyone got any interesting stories about ambitions realised or fallen by the wayside?