I was in the parking lot at work the other day, and I as startled by the beeping sound of a truck backing up. It served its purpose well: The driver knew he was in reverse, and people behind him got out of his way.
Why don’t people beep when backing up? More to the point, why doesn’t an alarm go off in my head when I start to backslide?
I started this blog to help myself explore where I wanted my life to go. There are so many things that interest me and so little time. Plus, being easily distracted, it’s hard to keep a focus on what is important. Here is where those in-head beepers would come in handy!
Recently I started a part-time job on a taste panel (I actually finished the training last week. I didn’t want to bring it up if I didn’t pass!). In the five weeks of training, we were taught to identify the strength of flavors, rank a series of samples, and judge the differences between pairs.
I love it! It is so much fun, and I am learning new skills. It doesn’t feel like work at all! Okay, admittedly, some tastes can be a bit rough. And the days we judge texture instead of taste (hence the nose plugs!) can take a while to clear out the after-taste, but now I can use the proper vocabulary in describing that after-taste! Unfortunately, this could never be a full-time job. Taste buds can’t do this for more than a couple hours a day.
My question for you is: Is taking this job backsliding in my quest to find my next career? If so, does it matter? I personally view it as entertainment I get paid to do! Yet something in the back of my head is making me wonder if it is keeping me from finding my true passion. With the sexy nose plug, though, how could I resist its charms?