I was driving along- mind wandering and drifting - when I noticed this really cute guy standing behind one of those tripods that surveyors use.
There's a simularity there, but I digress. *cough*
I had the oddest question pop a neuron.
Why haven't there been any heroes, either in romance or in suspense thrillers, who has a job as a Surveyor?
Can't the job hold a reader's interest?
I questioned : Besides the usual - standing on the side of a road squinting through that little telescope thing - where else are these people sent to do their job?
Are they ever sent into deep woods to start mapping out an area where a large commerical or industrial project will eventually rip open virgin land for planned progressive defilement?
Has a surveyor ever stumbled on old ruins?
Fell in forgotten wells?
Heard noises amongst the forests' refuse?
Has a surveyor ever tried set up the tripod on uneven ground, only to discover a partially decomposed body?
How much adventure can occur during the work day of your average surveyer? I think the job would be a perfect foil for intrigue, suspense , horror or a mystery. Romance would be a secondary thing....darn.
Pondering all these things prompted me to post.
I need to share my musings.
Not to leave you nodding and saying There she goes again, off in another world that surely isn't Earth but, what professions do you feel would not read well in books. What jobs have not even been written about.
There is one major reason that I would NEVER want to be a surveyer. Can you guess? WARNING: NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART!!!
You guessed it. I am a woos. A chicken little.
A girly girl.
My bowels would produce bricks - if this and its kin were anywhere near me.
Of course, things can't get worse, right?
Ooops, shouldn't have asked......