Ome of those “fell through the cracks” WFH positions where a person goes undiscovered for long periods of time with essentially no work to do
That just sounds like independently wealthy enough not to need a job.
There are so many things that are more important to me than what the actual job is. Working close to home (but not at home), predictable half-time hours, mostly working alone, working for a non-profit/government/individual, etc.
But all that aside for the sake of discussion, if I could operate a train that’d be awesome.
Honorable mention for bike mechanic and lab science grunt.
Long route passenger trains with stops in small villages and going trough scenic routes … that or a long distance trucking ( in europe )
I would absolutely LOVE to plan events for non profit organizations
Nonprofit theater director. Or run a local city/county TV station or rough equivalent.
Professional hermit.
I’d live in a cave on some rich guy’s land and just be weird and hairy and dirty all day.
DJ.
Play whatever 24/7. Comment (or not) whenever.The two jobs I’ve loved the best were Summer Camp Counselor in the mountains and teaching middle school computer science. It’s tough to imagine a job I’d enjoy more that’s still, you know, a job.
That said, I’m sure I could do some good for the world as a Senator… which is part of what makes me unelectable.
Every horny teenager that’s attracted to women: female body inspector
But, legitimately, I really wish I had been able to finish my degree in psychology. I don’t think I would still be working, what with the type of disability I deal with, but I think I could have worked longer, and done more lasting good that way.
Alternatively, I might wish my published writing had turned out popular enough to make it a realistic source of income. I did make good money writing custom erotica at one point, but the internet killed that after a few years. Why buy when there’s something almost as specific out there for free? Which meant that when someone did want something, what they’d pay for it dipped way below what it was worth to do.
I’d love to make an upper middle-class living as an artist.
Broke artists are a dime-a-dozen :)
Twisty puzzle designer.
Emperor of the Pluto.
From the beginning, the answer has been media reporter.
