I started doing a Maths and Physics degree because it seemed like a thing that I would do based on my A-levels. Then two years in it did not seem like a thing I would do (Maths, a thing I'd always found pretty easy, got unbelievably hard at that point). So two years in I thought maybe a History and Politics degree would be the thing to do. So I did that (which turned out to be much easier).
After that, skiing seemed like a much better idea than joining the real world so I flew off to Canada for a year. It was a much better idea, except when I landed back in the UK it turned out that while I had my back turned someone had accidentally ruined the economy. So I ended up spending 18 months writing up reports on things that had been on the TV and radio. This was awful, but it did teach me to type really quickly, so I end up writing long messages.
Anyhow, I managed to finally bounce myself to another department, where I got to make some of my own decisions about what I spent my time doing. It was around then that I realised I could just tell the computer how to do all the most boring bits of my job and suddenly a love of computer programming was born. Two years later and now that's what I do for a living, at a tiny start up in trendy Brixton. We'll change the world someday, at the moment I'm mostly helping sainsbury's enforce the time limits in their car parks.
Also at some point in there I drove to Mongolia - this is the source of many good stories, with at least 1.5 near death experiences.
Also, I'm tall - which is...good?