Careers
I managed to get the following:

Fighter Pilot (a very cool job, but I have ethical objections to raining napalm on innocent civilians. Unless they live in Canvey Island)

Construction Worker (This was during the height of the last recession, where Sir Norman Foster would bite your hand off to build your shed)

Psychologist (Busman's holiday, surely?)

Thank fuck for Cascaid, no doubt programmed to fill the many quotas for arse-wipers, bovine foodstuffs inversion technicians, lollipop ladies, parking attendants and HMRC staff, where most of the intellectually challenged seemed to fit right in.
(Bicycle Repairman "you're also a bit of a wanker", Wed 6 Feb 2008, 16:23, Reply)