Well, let's see if I can remember everything I've done:
Picked cotton from the time I was about 5 years old until I was through high school, but I sacked groceries now and then in the winter.
In college, I skinned and stuffed rats, then drove a truck.
Responded to Uncle Sam's beckoning finger, and became an Airborne Ranger.
Got religion and became an Army Aviator.
Departed that and got my present job, flying in the glamorous GOM. But don't tell anyone, because my mother thinks I'm a piano player in a whorehouse in New Orleans.