I've done a bit of near everything it seems.
Worked in:
restaurants
old folks homes.
poultry processing plant
served in military briefly (A whole two weeks of actually being on board the fleet.)
farms (Grew up helping a grandfather with a very small family dairy.)
done stockyard work as a hand to move livestock for sales
built wooden apple bins back up for more use and abuse
ran volunteer rescue squad
helped rewire a small house (Up to electrical code and surpassing it for our area.),
helped set up our local courthouse with a network of computers
did something a touch shady -- I have worked as a white room reverse engineer on some software (It was as a hobby though and merely thanks as payment.)
firewood (Still am atm.)
So yes, a bit of near everything, ah yes bagged groceries and been grocery stockman. *sighs* One of these days I might find myself with some 'calling' but I'm doubting it. Been too rough and hard with this mutated body, mind that cumulatively the miles have caught up over and beyond the years. Some days I feel sure I'm 90, other days oh Hell no, I'm only 17, until ... 90 starts reminding me that I'm not. And I am only half 90 chronologically. Funny though, I quit measuring the time a long time back, I'm kind of froze somewhere outside of it.
Main 'job' at present I am a good house husband (One could swap a kept man, but be damned if I don't earn my keep.), or at least I make diligent effort/s to be. Not dead or run off yet so I gotta be doing something ... right or wrong.