Truck Driving for me. It’ll feel cool for probably a half-hour for me, to be driving something big. Until my worry of having to meet things in timely manners start kicking in and my anxiety to make sure information going all directions are right enough for easy deliveries.
Not to mention, how stupid easy it probably is for a eighteen wheeler truck to topple over in bad weather.
Stand up comedian.
Hi! Local comedian here! I can help field this.
Every time I do a show, I go in with the intention of being funnier and more interesting than what people are scrolling through. Usually but not always, I succeed. What makes this challenging is that all my shows are in the same venue every single time, on a regular schedule, which means I have regular audience members. I can’t let them down, so I get really prolific really fast. More material than Ricky Gervais, Jerry Seinfeld, Louis CK, and every other goddamn hack under the sun, at the same fucking time (good comics excepted—shoutouts to Randy Feltface, James Acaster, and more). Most of it gets tested in my corporate call center day job, which gets me decent CSAT ratings.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if I did comedy as a day job instead of a night job. Would I enjoy telling the exact same show to a lot of different venues? Fuck no. Wouldn’t laugh at my own shit half as much.