This is an oddly serious post for me, something to do with a long day, insomnia, and a general ennui...
If at any point I sound bigheaded, please forgive me, I don't mean to. There is a summary at the bottom...
I'm 27 (just gone, though I maintain I'm only 21...). I did my GCSEs at 16 (as was the fashion among schoolkids) and did pretty well, As in Maths and English, a double B in Engineering, etc. I do seem to have inherited my (late) father's brain for maths and similar. However, I had a couple of bad years (lost my dad when I was 16, though I'm not a particularly emotional person, and we weren't close, it kind of shook everything up in my life, as you'd expect. I must stress I'm not blaming that or looking for excuses.). Added to the fact I was very immature, the typical "weird kid", etc, etc. I don't know why, but I found academia incredibly boring. Is it bigheaded to say that I wasn't challenged enough? If so I don't mean it to be, but my school had to cater for everyone from the absolute high fliers (by best mate at infant and junior school, now doing something incredibly clever)... down to the chavs who had to hold onto each others belts to find their way to detention...
I then went to college, on a course that was sold to me as being brilliant, cogs and mechanical bits and oil and the things I actually have a passion for. Ended up doing mainly electrical, which the handful of members who know me in real life will testify, I find utterly insipid. Since I was fully in my "rebellious dick of a bolshy teenager" phase, I ended up quitting. Bad decision. Done, past.
After a year on a mechanics apprenticeship, culminating in getting sacked because when I qualified, I would have cost too much to employ, I stupidly didn't put it to any good use. Ended up working for a well-known catalogue retailer for a few years, applied for the forces, knackered my knee, withdrew said application. Got a job working on the buses (shoosh your lips). Trained my little socks off, reapplied for the forces, aced the selction, got in... four weeks in, knackered my knee again. "You've had problems with your knee before, haven't you Gastro?" "Yes sir" "There's your train ticket, goodbye". Weekend of drinking myself into oblivion, time to crack on with life... got my old job back on the buses. 18 months on, here I am.
MrsGK is looking for new work, she's of an engineering background (funnily enough, we first met on the same college course...). I've been doing a bit of Googleboxing to see whats around for her, and things keep jumping out at me. For example, civil engineering, in highways and such like. I did my work experience in a civil engineering place, and I've got an NVQ3 in CAD (might need a refresher, mind you...)... and the money is far better than I'm on now.
I'm just wondering what path to take. Career progression in my job is limited, and it's pretty much a case of dead mans shoes - which is a shame, because I do enjoy taking my newbies out and getting them up to speed... I just think that I'm capable of much more. I might have to suck it up and find a way of dealing with the boredom of learning... should I start looking at night classes to do my A-levels? Or is there an Open University type thing that will let me fit it around my frankly ridiculous work schedule? I need the A-level or equivalent before I can totally fry my brain and do something degree-level - I'm thinking maths and physics would be a good place to start?
(For anyone that has an attention span like mine - bored of my current job and want to use my brain which isn't bad at maths. Even though it spends most of the day adding £1.20s onto £2.65s while being sworn at. Think A-levels in something mathsy are the way to go. Help!)