Forget the bread!

Think of it as a type of insurance. Sure you can dream of being top of the class, going to some famous university, starting a career, working 60 to 80 hour weeks until you can, finally, force other suckers to work 60 to 80 hour weeks. Then worry about getting laid off and not finding another job because they are only giving them to young upstarts who are willing to work 60 to 80 hour weeks so they can get to where you are now. You know, the ladder of success;  every parent's dream for their kids.


But what if your life doesn't end up following this ideal scenario. What then? How are you going to cut it in life?

When you're our age you have to think alternatives. And as far as alternatives go the circus just doesn't seem like a bad one at all.

Yo get to travel, hang out with wild beasts and clowns, and clean up after them (I'm talking about the office here, of course). But the circus is so much cooler. I mean, you get to sleep late, work in a tent, and use all sorts of alternative travel like large rubber balls and unicycles. As Cole said: it's the top. The big top!

Not weak hearted? Check out some death-defying acts here: circus maximus.