He never really wanted to study social science.
His parents did; he didn’t. It had started within a couple of years of leaving school. He should start taking small yet positive steps, they said. Steps that would have him eventually climb the ladder of success. It was impressed upon him never to look down, always up; constantly up to a higher goal. You can rise above it all and reach lofty heights, they kept saying.
When the time came, he found himself at the local university, studying the social sciences whether he liked it or not. Generally speaking, man and society was of no interest. Man’s interaction with others didn’t score much better. The way man decides how to govern sections of the populace was nothing short of boring, and he couldn’t care less about the way past events are recorded. On that basis, economics, sociology, social science and history were all out. When it came right down to it, he couldn’t give a fig for any of it.
The only subject of any interest at all was demography; mainly dealing with the statistical study of human populations, their sizes, their distribution and density. To some degree it analysed the grouping of dense populations in blocks of flats and housing estates. The high populations found in tall office blocks was of particular interest. With this in mind, very gradually, his awareness concerning his own lack of independent thought began to take hold.
When this newfound self-confidence had fully emerged, he quit university and got a job as a crane driver.