Careers
Well, I'm off to the opera again to see Rusalka. It's an interesting story. I wish someone loved me so much they'd give up their immortality. I suppose I'd need to find an immortal woman first though. That could be tough.
I found out that a career starts when you're born and ends when you die. At least according to Ontario. Everything you accomplish in your life is part of your career. Occupation is what you are qualified to work as. I'm a teacher... that's my occupation. My job is working at the school I'm working at. If I work at another school, I change jobs, but my occupation stays the same. And the new jobs becomes part of my career. What pisses me off is that all this time I thought I changed careers when I left the CBC, but I just changed occupations. The other sad news is that I can't change careers, unless I get amnesia or figure out how to swap my mind with someone else's body. When the ministry of Ontario decided on these definitions, I think they blundered. I guess they are anti-dictionary, or perhaps they are just pro-confusion. Or maybe they're like Sony and want to be proprietary in their use of the word career.
I have to teach kids something wrong. This sucks more than you can imagine.