Jobs. . .

Growing up I used to watch my Dad treat his patients at our home. He had an office, but inevitably there would be an emergency one that just couldn't wait. My Father loves what he does, it excites him, he enjoys helping people feel better, and he gets to tease and laugh all day. He had been going to school to be an accountant (cause they make money) and then failed his algebra test. Disheartened, he did other things for awhile, and then finally decided to pray about what to do. The answer was to go back to school, and become a Chiropractor. To be a Chiropractor he had to take the same algebra test, and this time he aced it. My Father will tell anyone that failing that test was the best thing that could have happened to him. He cannot imagine being an accountant. It just doesn't thrill him the way being a Chiropractor does.

Dad will tell us all the time that "you need to find what you love." He gave that advice to my husband when we got married. One of his friends in San Diego was an Exterminator. . . and he LOVED it! He was one of the best in town and very sought after. "There is a job out there for everyone," Dad says. Scott took that to heart, and after working for Checker, Schwans, The Daily News, Certified Insurance, Meter Solutions, Spirit Fitness, Wheeler Auto, and now Bradshaw Chevrolet, he can definitely say the same. Every job Scott has had led us to the next one. It has been a very interesting ride. We learned alot in the process. We learned that Scott does well in sales, but that he has to love what he sells. We learned that we didn't want a job that was 7-midnight and that kept him away overnight. We learned that he learns best while on the job. We learned that he didn't do well with Insurance.

About six months before he started working for Wheeler, I told Scott he should be a car salesman. The two things seemed perfect to me: he loved cars, and he was good at sales. He was pretty intimidated by the idea of walking into the dealership and filling out an application. Because of his job with the Daily News (where he was in charge of Auto Advertising) he knew most of the dealerships on a personal basis. He was worried that they would have a poor opinion of him because of how the Daily News had wanted him to work with them. So instead he went to work at Spirit Fitness, where he met the owner of Wheeler Auto. At Wheeler he learned that he truly loved to sell cars. When he was offered a position at the local Chevy dealership, the owner of Wheeler told him to go for it. Now we are at a truly career oriented place. He is being trained (which he loves, he gets to learn and go to work at the same time) and he truly enjoys what he does. He is growing more successful every month. It has been quite the journey, but we have finally made it to a job that will stick . . . at least until he retires.