On Career Day at Hill Elementary, Doug's father brought us each a shiny penny he'd salvaged from the vacuum bucket and handed around Tupperware containers of the various powdered chemicals he injected into the machine's hoppers each night, so that our mothers and fathers could drive by at their convenience and insert coins for the pleasure of spray washing their cars.
It was the beginning of a magical day, and it only got better from there. Ultimately I didn't follow any of the career paths presented to me that day, but I listened to each presentation with rapt attention, in awe of the many ways a person could make his or her way in this world.
This week, The Escapist presents its own Career Day.
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