I'm the owner of a factory with about 80 people and it's great except for this one woman who hates calling me by my formal name, which is Mr. Misogynist .Her name is Emily and...
Just kidding. I've been in construction for years. As a carpenter type, not a contractor. Mostly working on log homes, which are ubiquitous in Montana. Things are slow now, so I get by on whatever comes by. I do computer support work for local mac owners, get myself into an assortment of odd jobs and work part time as a caretaker for a woman on whose land I live.
Needless to say I've never been an english teacher. Which is good because my hobby is writing run-on sentences, which I won't go into right now mostly because I only have twenty more years to live, tops, so sorry 'bout that, etc.
I'm also busy learning some 3D stuff (Google SketchUp, which is making ME evil) because a friend is hoping to get a company going soon where 3D architectural drawings and such would be useful. My efforts at 3D have proven that it is hard to teach an old dog new tricks but I find that if I hit myself in the nose with a rolled up newspaper every now and then, it helps. It would be nice to end my working career with a desk job, being ancient and all.
When I was growing up I wanted to be a criminal but I never could run fast. Not good in that line of work. So I have been a factory worker, welfare worker, landscaper, tree planter, electronics technician, in wholesale sales, a construction accountant (they called me that, I didn't know diddly about accounting. But I could count to 60 million, and that's how much money they were spending, so I qualified), shipping/receiving clerk and a dump truck driver. I am successful in the sense that i've managed to avoid working in restaurants and in retail sales.
The only permanent effect my various non-careers has had on me is that I am now ornery. Good thing I'm an atheist because I would make an insufferable christian.