Picture this: A job in which your sole responsibility is to show a bunch of clueless adults how to make a museum fun for kids.
Then imagine doing that at six years old.
Sam Pointon, now 8, is a train enthusiast – so in love with trains that he decided he would hand-write an application to become a director at the New York National Railway Museum.
In his letter he wrote:
“I am writing to apply to be the new director at the National Railway Museum. I am only six but I think I can do this job. I have an electric train track. I am good on my train track. I can control two trains at once. Hopefully I can come meet you for an interview.”
First off, thank you Sam for schooling me in how to be both polite and intriguing to a potential employer. Secondly, writing this by hand was pure genius!
I say this in no sort of mocking tone; Sam not only clearly demonstrates his interest in the position, but he also lists his qualifications in a well thought out and succinct manner. He said he was the man for the job, and lo and behold, he was appointed Director of Fun.
If that isn’t awesome, I’m not sure what is.
Here are a couple of photos, courtesy of The Sun. His handwritten letter is below.
How this pertains to my financial conundrum:
There are two ways in which I can profit off of a child like Sam…
- Marry rich, have a kid with my sugar momma, ensure that the kid is an exemplary writer for his or her age, and exploit his/her abilities to write a hand-written application to his/her favorite museum or theme park.
- If the first plan does not work out and my child gets stuck with my lack of intellect, I can rent (or borrow, if you prefer) one of his smart friends and have the child forge an application under my name.