For two years I worked as an island clearer. You know those small, fancy, artificial islands off the coast of the Dubai? Well, every once in a while someone rich would order a customized island in the shape of their choosing. Maybe it’s a rose for their wife or a face or a turtle. So the other guys go in with their sand, make the island to the shape required, and then the client is called and told that their custom island is completed. But sometimes the client says they don’t want the island any more. That’s where I came in. Our company was never mad - I mean, in this high-profile island generating industry, you have to be customer-centric. Just because someone doesn’t want a custom island now doesn’t mean they don’t want one later.
Anyway, my job was to go in with this ship that basically looked like it was half-bulldozer half-barge and clear all the sand off the top until it sunk back beneath the waves and disappeared forever. I was the only person in the company who knew how to do this job correctly, and I presume the only person in the world as well. Sure, the island builders could make the island, but they were absolutely pathetic at clearing them. So I guess you could say I had job security. Anyway, that wasn’t important. What was important was that I had fun doing it and helped improve the world. Follow your passions! You never know what great treasures life has in store for you.