I was mechanic in a large Auckland workshop. It was a good secure job that paid relatively well, I had good career prospects and I had a cute girlfriend who wanted to marry, on the outside things looked rosey. I had been an early school leaver at 15 going straight into an apprenticeship and don't get me wrong, a mechanic is a highly skilled job but it was just not for me. I pondered the work to live vs the live to work question and concluded, why do a job that pisses me off for the rest of my life then retire and die..! I have never been a materialistic sort of a person so the money wasn't the issue. Took a few flying lessons and my fliyng instructor said to me 'some people have to work for a living and the rest of us just drive around in planes'. So I took the plunge, drove to the flying school in a nice car with a garage full of motorbikes locked up at home and left a year later on an old beat up XL250, my sole possession, an empty garage and a brand new commercial pilots licence in my back pocket. She was engaged to a builder by then and I hear she is making his life a misery now. I was very happy though a little scared. I lived in the back of a Toyota landcruiser for a while and got paid peanuts as a flying instructor. I was 23.
I have an awesome career now in corporate, law enforcement and airline aviation that, as a bonus pays pretty well, and has allowed me to see damn near all of the world from a birds eye view. I currently fly regional flights on a Boeing 737 for Qantas. Yup he was right, the rest of us do just drive around in planes and fixing bikes is now my hobby.
So should you change your career? Well I reckon so, as life is not a rehearsal..!
If you love it, let it go. If it comes back to you, you've just high-sided!
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