Kid found his calling: to become a Dwarf.
I’m surprised no one’s said archeologist.
I guess it’s unrealistic even as a dream job these days.
I’ve worked with two archaeologists. They’re more employable than you think. Both of them were at drilling sites I was working. Not that kind of drilling, we often dig small (< 6 inches in diameter) holes in the ground to see what’s going on in the subsurface for a variety of reasons. In this case both were there for planned underground utilities (water and sewer).
Anyway we were legally required to have an archaeologist at these two sites just in case we encountered artefactsand they sifted through the top 10 feet of our hole. It’s fairly common in some areas and the archaeologists worked for private consulting firms.
I mean, yeah…
I grew up on a farm, if kids got too hype, they got chores.
If you keep a husky puppy locked up in an apartment all day, it’s gonna act out and destroy shit and be difficult.
Same thing with a human kid.
You gotta let them burn that energy kut, giving them an iPad isn’t going to make them tired.
The children yearn for the mines.
Trees and grass and other green things around you in the garden have a positive psychological effect. The feeling of having done something visible has a positive psychological effect. Getting a physical workout has a positive psychological effect.
I know yours is a humorous comment, but a child digging in a garden has nothing to do with them yearning to be an early-capitalism style child laborer.
Jesus dude, go touch some grass.
We all know it’s bad for children to work in mines, its a joke.
Dad just learned about autism
Never underestimate the catharsis of digging a hole.
Unless you live on hardpan. Fuck hardpan.
Who was that guy that discovered something very important in physics, and he said the elves told him about it? The elves that were in the massive holes/caves he would dig in his back property, as his outlet. I forget how large his friends said the tunnels were, but he clearly spent a lot of time digging tunnels.
Edit: Seymour Cray, of the Cray supercomputer. AKA The Father of Supercomputing.
John Rollwagen, a colleague for many years, tells the story of a French scientist who visited Cray’s home in Chippewa Falls. Asked what were the secrets of his success, Cray said “Well, we have elves here, and they help me”. Cray subsequently showed his visitor a tunnel he had built under his house, explaining that when he reached an impasse in his computer design, he would retire to the tunnel to dig. “While I’m digging in the tunnel, the elves will often come to me with solutions to my problem”, he said.
Cray has been called solitary, uncommunicative, secretive, and difficult to get on with. Frank Sumner, Professor of Computer Engineering at the University of Manchester, met Cray on several occasions and refutes suggestions that he was a prickly character: “He was a very friendly man, and perhaps the greatest all-round computer scientist ever”, says Sumner.