I was also a lazy you-know-what at school, but in those days (early 1960's) they just left you in peace at the back of the class! In fairness to me, I think my laziness was partly a rebellion against a strict upbringing - my dad had ideas of his own about me and my future, which I very strongly disagreed with. I left school in 1963 and got a job as a lab technician - never really had to raise a sweat at that, either! I got some qualifications via day-release and at night-school, but I didn't get a 'proper' job until I was about 22, after a miserable couple of years working in non-jobs and for people that I seriously disliked. It eventually dawned on me that the hippie-era was well and truly over, and it was time to pull my finger out, as the Duke Of Edinburgh used to put it. Over the years I saw a lot of the world, and lived abroad for some time, courtesy of my employers, and although I could have taken early retirement at 60 I was still enjoying my work and stayed on until I was 65, maybe to make up for my 'wasted' early years.
I don't think qualifications are the be-all and end-all, much more important in my book is the willingness to apply yourself to whatever job you're being paid to do - preferably a job that you actually like doing. When I moved jobs it wasn't always for the money, it was usually because I knew I couldn't get any further up the ladder.
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I don't think qualifications are the be-all and end-all, much more important in my book is the willingness to apply yourself to whatever job you're being paid to do - preferably a job that you actually like doing. When I moved jobs it wasn't always for the money, it was usually because I knew I couldn't get any further up the ladder.
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