I would absolutely LOVE to plan events for non profit organizations

DJ.
Play whatever 24/7. Comment (or not) whenever.

Nonprofit theater director. Or run a local city/county TV station or rough equivalent.

Professional hermit.

I’d live in a cave on some rich guy’s land and just be weird and hairy and dirty all day.

The two jobs I’ve loved the best were Summer Camp Counselor in the mountains and teaching middle school computer science. It’s tough to imagine a job I’d enjoy more that’s still, you know, a job.

That said, I’m sure I could do some good for the world as a Senator… which is part of what makes me unelectable.

I’d love to make an upper middle-class living as an artist.

Broke artists are a dime-a-dozen :)

Every horny teenager that’s attracted to women: female body inspector

But, legitimately, I really wish I had been able to finish my degree in psychology. I don’t think I would still be working, what with the type of disability I deal with, but I think I could have worked longer, and done more lasting good that way.

Alternatively, I might wish my published writing had turned out popular enough to make it a realistic source of income. I did make good money writing custom erotica at one point, but the internet killed that after a few years. Why buy when there’s something almost as specific out there for free? Which meant that when someone did want something, what they’d pay for it dipped way below what it was worth to do.

Twisty puzzle designer.

Emperor of the Pluto.