When I was growing up, I had dreams of what I would do in life. Such things as computer programmer, computer repair, mathematician, and they where things I did try out in life. The only problem was that they didn’t turn out to be things I really like doing for one reason or another. Kind left me with no idea what I wanted to do in life to be honest.
I think that is one of the reasons why I was unemployed for so long. I didn’t really have a clue about what kind of job would excite me anymore. Add the fact that up to that point I didn’t really like working for someone else resulted in someone that was not very motivated to find work. I went through the motions and did a lot of work self-employed or as a contractor, but the idea of having a career or a long term job was not something that was appealing to me.
That was until I was offered work as a taxi driver. I didn’t like the idea of being a taxi driver. I heard horror stories about the profession. But my curiosity and the need for money convinced me to try it. I found that that yes in some ways it wasn’t all that good. After all you are only getting paid when you have a fare and when working the night shift in the winter in a small country town that could be hours before you got one. But I enjoyed meeting people, even the drunks (actually in some ways the drunks where better people). But one thing prevented it from being a career for me.
That was the owners of the taxis I drove. The constant pressure I felt from them for making money. There wasn’t much I could do about the lack of fares, but there was under-handed tricks I could do to increase the fares and make them happy. But I wasn’t willing to do that. I also soon resented the fact that the owners where willing to screw me to increase their share. So tensions rose up between us and suddenly I found myself no longer driving taxis. Not that I cared at that point about driving them anymore.
So I was back in limbo again. Only to find that taxi driving was just a stepping stone to a job that I would look forward to doing in life. That was being a school bus driver. Not what comes to mind when you think about a normal school bus driver in that I don’t drive a school bus full of kids to school and back home. But I drive a van and the kids on it have mental or physical disabilities.
It is something I found that I really enjoy. In some ways, I could say it is the first job that I have had in my life that I look forward to doing each day instead of dreading it. Which in some ways really surprises me because driving was not something I consider to be something I would make a career doing. If anything at one time it was something that was a nightmare for me.
When I was younger I dreaded driving. I would avoid it as much as possible. Over time though I grew to like driving. But then I came here to Australia and driving on the wrong side of the road scare the shit out of me. So driving became something I dreaded again. For several years here, I refuse to get my driver’s license. But I eventually did and found ways to cope with driving on the wrong side of the road that it didn’t bother me as much as eventually would lead to getting the school bus driving job that I love so much now.
I take a lot of pride in being a school bus driver now. Not that it is high paying job or something that most people see as a respectable job. But to me it means I worked those fears of driving over time to the point that I am actually doing something that would give me nightmares and stress me out really bad when I was younger. That is something to take pride in regardless of what it is in life when a person does have the courage and strength to work through their fears over time and actually be in a position where they enjoy it.