Well, I know I did. As did that smelly little freak Plazbot.

Anybody else out there decide to be unoriginal and go into the same line of business as their father/mother?

Nearly followed my dad into the armed forces but changed my mind at the last minute.

Sometimes I think I made the right decision and sometimes I don't.

I was the first eldest son on my fathers side in 5 generations that hadn't joined up, but thankfully my dad wasn't upset by my decision.

I didn't. My Dad was a (used) car salesman. My brother tried that for a while but he was just too honest. :D

Mum was a school cleaner, I did that for a while to raise money for the mortgage/flying lessons. Hard work.... :D

If we all did that the world would be full of milkmen.
:rolleyes:

if we all did that the world would be full of milkmen

AND draper drove the fastest milk cart in the west....or should it be north east ;)

Is that a round about way of implying Mr Draper may have a few people out there following in his foot steps that he doesn't know about :E

Another good reason to see the film I saw last night..."BIG FISH"!

The main character had premonitions...he dreamt that an aunt died...and next day his aunt was dead! :(

His next promonition was that of his father dying...?! So he tells his dad about the dream. His dad has a very bad day, feels awful etc. as you could imagine. Everyone's worried.

Next morning, the milkman dies! :{ :)

George W did.....

I wanted to follow my Dad into the Andrew but he wouldn't sign the papers. So I joined the RAF and learned to walk sideways and sleep in a proper bed instead ....

Far from it. Dad is a statistician through and through. I managed to get an A level, but it was hard work. I suppose there's still time - I don't really have a career path in mind yet.

My dad was an electronics genius. Ham radio expert, President of Wireless Institute of Australia and the Australian Astronomical Society. He had a shack under the house full of oscilloscopes and CRT's (are they the same thing?). He built a television before there were any programs being broadcast. Kids in the neighbourhood used to come around and watch a test pattern for an hour solid. He built an extension on our house single handedly.

Despite being paid as a clerk only, he took on sole responsibility for the installation of the state insurance agency's first computer because there was nobody else in the organisation who knew anything about computers. The computer concerned had to have three walls knocked down to make room for it and probably had the memory of a throwaway calculator now. The bastards never upgraded him from his clerk's position, and he died of a heart attack at 63 never having drunk or smoked in his life. To top it off, some juvenile arseholes stole his car and trashed it as he was dying.

I fell into a well paid job never having understood electrons and I can't hammer a nail in straight to save my life. When I change a light bulb or mow the lawn I expect to be applauded for it.

No, I haven't followed in his footsteps. :(

(No cards or flowers please; donations in lieu to your favourite charity)

A sad story Mr B, but twas ever thus, the backroom genius does the hard graft and the suits take the credit, never be to good at yer job, you will never be promoted, you boss does not wish to part with you,he/she will keep you as a sweeper up for the rest of your industrial life.

:(

I'm glad Mrs J doesn't seem to be following the same life path as her mother. There should only be one wicked witch of the west.