After much consideration, I believe I’ve finally found my dream job. You know what I mean, that cushy, well paid, stress free position that comes around once in a lifetime. Even better is the fact that this particular job – unlike so many others – requires absolutely no accountability whatsoever, you can perform at any level and (what’s best) at the end of the day, it doesn’t even matter if you did the job right, you still get paid.

Talk about job security.

Yes, after carefully weighing in on the perks, benefits and apparent lack of responsibility necessary on a day-to-day (or night-to-night) basis, I’ve decided I’d like to be a weatherman. Professionals in this field, of course, have a fancy name for what they do – meteorology – which, as far as I can tell, means I-don’t-have-a-clue-what-I’m-talking-about-but-pay-me-anyway.

In all seriousness, though, what’s so hard about reporting the weather? There’s little to no research involved (and with Google at your fingertips, the concept of research has been completely redefined), all you have to do is show up on time, dressed in suit and tie, and have no fear of the camera, and then – of course – be able to convince people your an expert on something that’s completely unpredictable.

To put it simply, I’ve seen mind readers with a better batting average than your typical weatherman.