My Dream Job

Currently I'm studying Cinema and Television, but it is very clear to me that those studies aren't going to give me my dream job.

When I was a child, my mother took me to the dentist. It was very common to see children terrified of going to the dentist in cartoons or movies, and I was very aware of it. But for some reason, I wasn't afraid of it. The dentist checked me, filled my mouth with stale water, and put a mirror to my throat. Now I understood why most kids did not like to go to the dentist.

The dentist led me to a room and told my mother that I would need amalgams, since I had some cavities. I didn't like the guy, so I followed his movements with my eyes. Suddenly, he turned on a little white machine that started to buzz: it was an amalgamator.

The way that he carefully crafted the shiny metal thing that he would later put right into my grinders caught my attention in an inexplicable way. He noticed that I was looking at him, and said “don't worry, this is made of resistant and painless materials, like mercury and zinc, so it won't hurt you”, probably misunderstanding my curiosity with fear.

When we went back home, I told my mother that when I grow up I wanted to be the one who created amalgams. She looked at me and replied “So you want to be a dentist? They make a lot of money!”.

I didn't answer it. I was very sure that I didn't want to be a dentist. All I wanted was make amalgams. Be always in that tiny room. Have that dream little amalgamator machine very clean and gleam, hearing that darling buzzing sound and have the smell of molten mercury filling my lungs all day long. But it just wasn't posible, so i got on with that idea on a couple of days and then forgot it.