"Everything happens for the best," my mother said whenever I was disappointed. "Don't worry. One day your luck will change." I didn't pay attention to her words. After finishing my college education, I decided to look for a job in a radio station. I wanted to host a sports programme. I went to Chicago and knocked on the door of every station. ButI got turned down every time. In one station, a kind lady said to me that I hadn't got enough experience. "Get to a small station and work for some time," she said. When I went back home, my dad told me that a businessman had opened a store and needed someone to help him. But again, I didn't get the job. I felt really down. "Your luck will change," Mum said to me. Later, I tried another radio station in Iowa. But the owner, a nice man, told me he had already had someone to work for him. As I left his office, I asked, "How can someone be a sportsannouncer  if he can't get a job in a radio station?" I was waiting for the lift when I heard the man call, "What did you mean? Do you know anything about football?" He let me sit in front of a microphone and asked me to try to imagine that I was giving my opinion on a football game, and finally I succeeded. On my way home, Mum's words came back to me, "One day your luck will change, Son." What was the writer's ideal  job?
A sportsman. A shop assistant. A sports announcer. A businessman.