No More Welding

I don’t think this is going to work out. Tommy has been trying to teach me how to do marine welding, but I’m just not getting a grasp on it. Even with his muscle memory, as I am currently trapped inside Tommy’s body, I still don’t get it. I think it’s a mental thing, but I’m just about ready to give up. I’m just not cut out for marine welding. Perhaps I should just make a career change, even if I’m technically not even in my own body. I’d feel bad about it since that would destroy Tommy’s business, which he has worked so hard to build. But I can’t keep trying to be something I’m not. Welding is just not my thing.

Does anybody know where I can get career change advice around Melbourne? I’m thinking maybe I could learn to become a hairdresser or a teacher. Those would be good jobs for me. Certainly better than trying to learn the difference between a bait board and a bow rail. They both start with ‘b’, so how am I supposed to remember the difference? It’s just way too hard. 

The idea of teaching does appeal to me, actually. Back when I was in school, I had this really cool teacher called Mr O’Donald. He would let us watch movies in class and talk to us about all the latest video games. History class was known as the best in the entire school, but only a few of us did it. I’d like to be a teacher like Mr O’Donald. The kind of teacher who is willing to forgo the planned lesson to teach the class about taxes or how the Australian government works. So, I think I’m going to find some career counselling near Melbourne and start the pathway toward being a high school teacher. 

Sorry, Tommy, I just can’t do this marine welding thing anymore. Yes, your business will probably go under, but when we switch bodies you’ll have a great class of children to teach at the local high school. I’m sure you will like that more than marine welding anyway. You’ll be thanking me later.