I’m going to pretend I’m famous today, I know this may come as a surprise to hear but I’m not yet universally adored around the world. While I work on this aberration I thought I could get to work on dealing with all the interviews I’ll have to do when I become a celebrity.
To make it easier for journalists in the future I’ve gone and interviewed myself.
I now need to get on with my Time person of the year and Nobel award speeches, and probably get measured for my tuxedo.
What is your favorite word?
Can, as in yes I can, it’s a word that has a million possibilities for a better future and resists the urge to just accept the status quo. It can (heh) mean you are able to do something with the skills and desire you possess or the drive to achieve the impossible.
What is your least favorite word?
Well, as in well you could, normally followed with a but. It’s the word of the preventer of progress used as a blunt instrument to block the success of your goals. It’s spreads doubt, it stops your dreams and offers no alternative.
What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
Being given a challenge that doesn’t yet have an answer, breaking new ground and possibly the rules. If I am told something is not possible I look for every solution that can prove the naysayers wrong.
What turns you off?
Jobsworths, doing a task or role in a way that has been prescribed and not questioning why or trying to change. If you claim that you are doing something just because “it’s your job” it is bad enough, what makes it worse are those who then agree with you but carry on regardless.
What is your favorite curse word?
As I am a good boy I never swear, but I do like a Father Jack “arse”.
What sound or noise do you love?
Rain, on a window or roof. The pitter patter is relaxing and soothing and helps me to sleep. Knowing that the weather outside is frightful but inside is cosy and warm is a very pleasant experience.
What sound or noise do you hate?
The sound of the loose manhole cover outside our house when a car or lorry goes over it. Normally around 5am in the morning, it’s a loud percussive alarm that is not stopped by the double glazing.
What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
Professional cricketer, it would be the dream.
What profession would you not like to do?
Teaching, I see how hard and thankless the job can be and it requires a certain kind of person to do that job. You need patience and a desire to develop other people who are resistant to the altruistic nature of your job. I’m not that person.
If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gate
“I have a job for you”.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “FAQ.”
Interview someone — a friend, another blogger, your mother, the mailman — and write a post based on their responses.