Shit, my last job was a dream job. I didn't make great money, but I made enough. I could come and go as I pleased, drink on the job, hit on my boss, look at porn, play video games, sexually harrass others in my office, wear what I wanted(including a bathrobe over gym shorts and an a-shirt once), boss people around, basically approve my own vacations, sleep if I was tired, go out to the bar on Sunday's(on the clock), and I didn't actually have to do shit.
i wanna farm. big elf is gonna teach me how. i don't know about the rest of that stuff.. but as long as we make enough to live and save some.. then i'll be happy.
Professional beach-sitter. $500,000 a year. hours: whenever it's sunny and warm location: beach boss: the sun co-workers: the fish fringe benefits: dont know what that means retirement: never
i wanna be the quality controle taste tester at clandestine heroin lab......and maby rosalyn sanchezes love slave
I want a job I can do from the road and earn a good living, so I can spend my time travelling from place to place, maybe settle down somewhere if I find somewhere I really like... a job with a music-oriented focus, health insurance (even if I have to pay for it myself) and that's basically it...
I don't know, really. It'd be neat to be a musician, but I'd also really like to be a doctor or scientist of some sort... and then a writer after I retire.
I got a great job! I'm an aupair. Basically I start at nine o'clock, I point at the door and say goodbye. then I clean the table. From that point on it's my free time until half past three. That's when I walk for five minutes pick up two kids, walk back and if they are not too occupied with other stuff I might need to give them food. Pays enough for the rent etc, only the good thing is, I don't need to pay any rent, or food or whatever.
Well my dream job would be going around the world in a bus, promoting peace, which is what a friend and I have been saving up for, for a long time now. If everything goes as planned, then that will be how I will spend my life. But, if something else comes up, which would postpone the bus dream, plan B would be to go to college and become either an zoologist (the study of animals), or and ethologist (the study of animal behavior) [ but of course be one who wouldn't test on animals]. And I would then have a P.h.d in either of those, and basically have that as a backfall if something was ever to pose a problem with the peace dream.