… from the Sink and the Paper Cup aka That Sinking Feeling
Once upon a time, an AC was mumbling (as it were) on his blog about sinks and paper cups and things.
Would you believe it was just yesterday and that he now wishes to pick up the thread (in a mixed metaphorish kind of way)?
Actually, I want to advance to the point when Cuppa and I were out walking after my discovery of the marvellous paper cup solution earlier that day. As we walked, I commended her for her ingenuity and praised her for her natural problem-solving/mechanical abilities.
I then opined that she should have taken shop courses in school while I should have been taking secretarial courses. That is to say that our respective aptitudes might, at least to some degree, lie in those two areas.
But there’s much more to it than that. Isn’t there?
There’s also attitude and interest to factor into the deal.
Although Cuppa might have been able to become a great plumber, she would have had to get herself dirty. And, oh those poor nails! She simply wouldn’t have enjoyed it.
And let me tell you that a guy named AC would almost certainly not have enjoyed being a bookkeeper/secretary type of person. Unless perhaps whilst typing letters I could be given a free hand at editing and/or instructing those who wrote them on the finer points of grammar and usage (which I often disdain by choice on this blog — to wit: the sentence fragment that is this sentence).
Interests don’t always align perfectly with the outlets for which we have the greatest aptitude. It’s fortuitous when there is some overlap between attitude and aptitude, but in either case it takes work to become proficient at whatever job or hobby to which our interests lead us.
After all, a wise man once declared that success is 5% inspiration and 95% perspiration. Or was it Dr Phil?
To be continued? Maybe.