Perhaps, maybe... Or more precisely I'd give it a try if I needed the money badly enough and got serious training and bigtime danger pay, which I'm sure they do. And if I was under 30, which I'm not. Or perhaps I'd work on an oil rig or join the army.
At present, I'm adoring the tree surgeons, up there with ropes wearing leather harnessess with two chainsaws, waaaaaaa....
I've always reckoned that people who like mountaineering and abseiling ought be highrise windowwashers, and that others who enjoy cutting up meat should be butchers; people who like fishing should be fishermen and people who like burying or cremating the dead ought be funeral directors?
Each to his own?
I wrote and did journalism, a bit of PR, a bit of modelling, lots of travelling, no harm done in my career, I was so safe...
xLinda
ps: I have a friend who is truly drop dead beautiful, with nice 36D fake boobs, 33 and half Japanese and she visited me this morning. I gave her a big hug, asked how her Mum in Tokyo is and she was so blase, nonplussed. Mia works hard day in and day out, catering, doing dinner parties, so I guess she doesn't have time to worry.
& here's me watching the 24-hour rolling news thinking: how will they find sufficient personnel to get in there and fix that mess? It's not a disaster, it's a god-awful catastrophe and would you want to do that job?
I couldn't. I just could not. Me, I'd run the other way screaming.
They've got 2 or 3,000 bodies to fetch and carry from those seashores today...