Now that he’s a junior in high school, the talk about what the Tall Kid’s going to be when he grows up has intensified. While I know the freshman year of college is fairly generic and kids change majors all the time, some schools are stronger in certain programs than others and where he goes to college is in some way dictated by what he wants to be.
He finally figured out he’d be a crappy lawyer, but he’s not really sure what to do now. He wants to make money, he knows that much. And he excels in math and science, so he’s thinking maybe something in chemistry. But he loves history. Military history is his passion and I’d rather him take a cut in pay to do something he loves.
The problem is that he doesn’t want to write and he doesn’t want to teach. So how does one make money as a military historian if one doesn’t write books or teach? We’re not sure.
But last night, while watching Braveheart and listening to him expound on the many, many things Hollywood as gotten wrong in some of my favorite movies, I figured out the perfect job for TK:
The guy who fact-checks the history in books and movie scripts.
I don’t even know if that is a job, but if it is, my son was born to do it.