sorry. i
was just trying to be funny. but in all honesty, I
don't see the point in going to a career counselor. for the last 5 years i've worked various jobs where i sit strapped to a telephone asking people what their telephone number is with the area code first. i know that doing something like that isn't going to make me happy.
so i'm doing what greenfreak did. on monday i start school to learn how to be a better photographer and how to sell my work to people. i haven't been this happy or excited in a very long time.
as i've stated, i've never been to a career counselor, but my guess is that they sit you down, give you some sort of standardized test to figure out what your aptitudes are, ask you some questions about what kind of life experience you have and tell you what jobs you may be suited for. they may even have connections with different employers in town to help you get started.
but lets say that what you really love doing is gardening, but your thumb is more brown than green. and you know that what you want to do is landscaping. but your experience and your test says your more suited managing a swifty serve...what do you do?
i say save yourself the time and trouble. make your own list. do you want to be outside? in all kinds of weather, or not? be your own boss? don't mind working for the man? lots of coworkers? small office?
or like me, ask yourself, can i put up with this shithole long enough to get myself through school and do what i want to do? if being a gardener is what you want to do, but need school then do what i did. i decided that i could put up with my job and go to school at the same time. and the school that i choose has connections with a lot of businesses in town. i think that they have over a 90% placement rate with their graduates.
i don't know if anybody can hate their job more than i do. so i understand where you are coming from. my company gives me incompatible objectives, i have to listen to people from all over the country yell and scream, cry and curse. i'm having a good day if only
one little old lady tells me to go fuck myself because i won't let her pay her bill two months after the due date.
so, do what you gotta do. i thought you were looking for opinions, so i gave you mine. do with it what you will as well.