WolfThomas said:
I am a country GP now. Part of the reason I can afford a nice house/mortgage. Higher than the local average income with cheaper housing prices than the city. I guess some of my day to day stuff isn't normal, but I'm mostly 9-5pm. I can see the appeal of RFDs but I've never liked the more stressful situations.
I think most jobs would be much more bearable if there was a cool uniform.
Country doctor would be awesome. Then you can be that pillar of the community type. And I mean that in a good way ... by knowing so many of the local residents you can do more than look after their physical state and actually help reduce their stress of living aswell ... like if you know the town has a problem with childhood obesity, perhaps nudge the local representative and council how it will save more money longterm if they improve local recreational facilities. Or you might help organise a community 'healthy picnic' thing.
I feel like as a GP you can do more in the country than you can in the city. I mean, sure ... you'll get more patients but you can't do the subtle social stuff that rural doctors can. And I think that would be half the ... I don't know ... enjoyment? Maybe more 'fulfillment' of being a doctor, at least for me.
No matter how coldly clinical a GP is, I've never met one that didn't at least have some resonating agreement with the idea of 'holistic wellness' in a sense.
I would also settle for a job where I can wear a bikini instead of a uniform or generic labcoat. Labcoats are never flattering. It's like the ultimate nerd wear, and no ... not because scientists wear them. Big pockets, strategically placed pen and notepad holder, standardised button configuration for optimal coverage-mobility mix. Perfectly utilitarian.
At least they're better than the cleanroom suits, however...
Whereas a marine biologist in a swimsuit who has brought a laptop to the beachside cafe nearby a research site? That's the life. I don't need money, I just want to capacity to make the most of my fleeting youth while I can pretend my decadent ways are contributing to some social good.
Is that too much to ask? Probably ... guess I'll go back to the university's underground labs and sulk...
I suppose if everyone only picked jobs they loved humanity wouldn't get very far. You need research monkeys (literal and figurative), you need orderlies, you need road workers ... then again road workers get paid more than I do for the number of hours so one has to question how much happiness should one be expected to sacrifice for the greater good. I take solace in the fact that transhumanism is a few decades away and by that time my services will be hugely in demand. I am at the forefront of human evolution. At least that's what I tell myself as I cry myself to sleep.
People keep telling me that being future ready is key to future happiness, but I don't think that's true. I think I'll equally be miserable and would happily settle for a career where I could afford a simple beach shack in the middle of tropical nowhere. Doesn't even need to be right on the beach, just close enough. Where I can know everybody's name in the nearby village of 900 people. And where we can mutually sling curses at the inevitable tide of tourists every holiday period, even though we need them to remain economically afloat.