My parents always had my future plans set for me to become an accountant. So when I turned 16 my dad trained me to do the bookkeeping for the business he owned (travel agency). I discovered early on that I hated it but I kept with it throughout high school. My boss was my dad aftercall. After I graduated from high school the plan was for me to move to an apartment next to the Arizona State , major in accounting and continue on working for my dad. The day after I graduated I told him that I didn't want to be the bookkeeper anymore and that I did not want to major in accounting.
I was braced for him to be upset and argue with me. But when I told him my thoughts all he did was laugh and say "Good for you". As a "bonus", he paid my first months rent for the apartment that I moved into.