I liked most jobs I had.
They seldom were the kind I loved most of all but one has to work to make a living.
The best thing about nearly each of them was the freedom I had and in many cases I worked alone.
My first (unpaid) job was at a graveyard thing care of the graves, lifting the stones after the stone went under after a storm or the coffin did (nothing lasts forever.
Next to it I worked in the flower shop that belonged to it. I made grave arrangements and wreaths
My second job was at a library.
I love books and the silence there but didn't like the meetings, the board, the ridiculous rules what was allowed to read (because of religion) and what not.
I studied and worked.
I had shifts in the graphic industry and became machine operator. I gave help to broken souls, humans first next animals.
I worked in the metal industry, took over the job of a stressed out director, worked for the government and university. I never took a break for a holiday, stayed at home while my children were sick or because I felt sick.
Most of my jobs had something in common.
I could leave whenever I liked plus they loved, specially asked, for me.
My last jobs considered animals.
I had a special shelter, drove the animal ambulance for the region I lived in and worked at a private zoo. At the same time I wrote for several magazines. My own, a club for exotic animal lovers (keepers) and hunters.
My favourite job is the one where I can live and work in my own rhythm, have my freedom.
I always been a workaholic. No matter which job I work, like it and forget about home. It is like I told my kid last week "Once at work I could take a break, rest from the work, stress, at home."
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