On the way to Long Beach
On my flight out to Long Beach (a business trip for Jeremy that I tagged along for) I was sitting next to a guy reading a thick text book that clearly had something to do with electronics and engineering. He would occasionally underline certain equations with a mechanical pencil. As the flight attendant took our drink orders he requested a gin and tonic and took a moment to ask me if what I was reading was as boring as what he was reading. And you guys... I was reading a creative entrepreneur self help book called Uncertainty: Turning Fear and Doubt Into Fuel for Brilliance - I explained to my plane neighbor that I'm a creative entrepreneur who was trying not to freak out over the ambiguity that comes with being an artistpreneur for a living. There was no possible way what I was reading was as boring as what he was reading.
When I asked him to tell me about himself he explained that he is an electrical engineer who works on rockets that go in to space. I said something funny about him being a rocket scientist and he told me that he's not allowed to use the words "rocket" and "scientist" together when sharing what he does for a living since getting married. I shared with him that my husband is also an electronics engineer who works on planes - only how glamorous his job description would be if his air crafts went into space.
oh aerospace engineers husbands.... how do we do it? ;)
I had no idea Jeremy was an an aerospace engineer... Goes to show you can't judge a cube dweller's job just by the fact that they occupy a cube. (No offense by the term "cube dweller," as I currently also occupy one of these for eight hours a day).
Okay - so this morning Jeremy said "But I'm not an aerospace engineer."
So just to clarify. He is an electronics engineer. Who does electronic engineering on airplanes.
From now on I'll just call him "nerd".
OOPS! I just accidentally deleted this comment from Brandi (Not Your Average Ordinary):
I love smart men. There's still a part of me that wishes I learned how to be a pilot and work on airplanes. My father did years ago. He loved that job.
The sky in those photos is gorgeous. I want to paint my days like that.
And I just got Uncertainty from the library and started reading. I have to admit, I'm having a little trouble getting through it -- not because it isn't awesome and engaging, but because it's a little unnerving and what I'm reading is really resonating. That's a good thing, I think.
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