I want his life

I love traveling, but I wouldn't want his job. I'm in IT, so like many others I've been laid off. Contracting is the way to go if you're an IT person over 50. I love it! The company I worked for for 17 years did me a huge favor!!

I love traveling, but I wouldn't like to live out of a backpack and I really hate flying. Maybe if it was on a ship, it would be better 

Very good. But brick not hit back!

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I wouldn't want to fly that much. Seems pushing the odds that my plane might crash. I already fly a lot just for vacations. That's enough for me.



"I will not go down in history as the greatest mass-murderer since Adolf Hitler!" - Merkin Muffley

It will get old real fast. It's one thing to travel for the job once in a while but doing it twice a week or more for example becomes very tiring. Also going through the airport and specially TSA security just sucks. Oh and the airport food, bleh!
However, if you're interested in a job where you travel a lot then look into joining a consulting firm.

"I would love to live life out of a backpack and fly every day."

I think you would soon--very soon--tire of it. I once had a position where
I traveled a lot. I discovered after months of it that I was measuring my life
in plane landings and take-offs, and how much I missed my family. My job required a lot of legislative analysis, speaking, appearing at conferences, and writing.

I became sick of it. Waking up in another city almost every day, running for airports, running for taxis, eating in three or four restaurants a day. I would go to meetings in steakhouse-type restaurants. I would order a steak so I could eat only the vegetables and dessert, I was so sick of restaurant food.

One early December, I was in Southern California on a trip that would eventually end up in San Francisco. The third morning, in Anaheim, I woke up, ate breakfast in yet another restaurant, checked out of the hotel, and started to leave for my next task. As I drove out to the street on the hotel driveway, I suddenly couldn't remember where I was. I sat there for about five minutes, trying to catch sight of a familiar landmark or anything that would tell me my location. Finally, I caught sight of a small sign with an arrow that said DISNEYLAND. I went to the doctor the next week (in a different city from where I lived). He did an office work up and told me I was completely exhausted. He insisted I take the rest of the month off. I did.

In early February, I was leaving for another trip. My second oldest son broke down and cried and asked me not to go. I didn't. I asked our office staff to cancel the entire speaking tour.

I resigned in June and took my family back to our hometown.

And, by the way, I seriously doubt George Clooney would have had either the time or the energy to carry on a completely different side business as a motivational speaker. I think he would have been too exhausted and depressed from all the traveling to do so. (And yes, I did see signs of depression in his character.)

You would get tired of it. Flying doesn’t let you see much, and he went to some areas that didn’t have much to see in the first place.

You’re saying you want his life because of Clooney’s charisma, looks, the well-fitting suit, etc.