I have no patience whatsoever with little kids, even slightly older kids, so being a teacher or any other kind of child care specialist is absolutely out of the question. Don’t take that the wrong way; I have nothing but respect for teachers, as I think their jobs are ridiculously hard, not to mention grossly undervalued. My sister is a 7th grade Language Arts/Social Studies teacher, and she works her ass off for less pay than she deserves. My reservations about it stem from the fact that I have a short fuse, and the first time I asked a student to do something and they outright refused, I’d have to leave the room to avoid throwing a stapler against the wall. You might say, “How about teaching high schoolers? They’re not as stroppy as grade schoolers.” Well, yes, you’re right, they can be…..but they can also be worse. I’m overweight, and being a former high school student, teenage girls can be some of the cruelest animals on the planet, and my self-esteem is already approaching the barometer on the Titanic, so the last thing I’d need to do is take on a position somewhere that affords me the privilege of feeling even worse about myself than I already do. If I didn’t have these issues, I’d probably find teaching as rewarding as my sister does, but as it is, I look at her and can’t imagine how she does it. She’s had more than a few obnoxious, obstreperous students over the last three years that would make me just quit and become a hermit, yet she keeps plugging away. Some people have a gift for it, and I don’t…..she does.