My father was an electrician, but from the stories I've heard from other family members, he was also a bartender and other tradesman. Just before graduating high school, he casually mentioned that he could get me into the electrician union's apprentice program. I told him that from my childhood memories that he had to go to work too early in the morning for my liking. He laughed and said it was a good idea that I go onto college, since he was pretty sure I'd electrocute myself anyway.