When talking with folks about the imminent arrival of Baby Skelton a lot of playful speculation gets tossed around on the idea of what the kid will do when he’s all grown up. It’s a fun game to play, mostly because a) I don’t really care what he’ll do as long as he’s happy (right?), and b) most likely the “job” he will have hasn’t been invented yet nor will it for some time. Take my profession, Web Designer; the term (the idea!) wasn’t even in the pool of considered vocations when I graduated High School. Upon graduating College it was still just a fun little hobby with Netscape 1.0. I don’t think anyone ever thought about it as a career back then. So for me to even begin to project what the kid will be doing in twenty years is total science fiction if not downright futile. I can almost see the day, 25 years off on the horizon when the kid comes home and says, “Dad I got a job doing ______”, and all I can do is shake my head and laugh because I will have no idea what he’s talking about.
For now tho, when people do ask the question, my stock answer is that he’s going to be a Virtual Architect for high-end MMO avatar clients. Building ultra-mod structures like this guy.
Hopefully, he’ll be kind enough to build his mom and dad a nice vacation home on some choice virtual ocean front property.