From KeesKennis, who tagged his whole stinkin’ blogroll:

Rules of the road (Can be ignored- ED)

You should have had some fiscal or payment in kind, income from a title that you list.
Be proactive – ‘Whorehouse Manager’ can go under Guidance Councilor.

A: Airplane washer: I once parlayed a deal: wash and wax a Cessna 150 in exchange for five hours flight time. That was one cruddy little airplane, and even a SMALL airplane like a C-150 has a HUGE amount of surface area…

B: Bagboy, stocker, and every other bottom tier job at a country grocery store.

C: Collector of live snakes and other indigenous creatures of southwest Louisiana, which I sold to the owner of a traveling zoo exhibit.

D: Drill sergeant: that warm and caring individual charged with taking momma’s baby boy and turning him into a SOLDIER.

E: Editor, of a union newsletter. Hey, even from THAT side of the fence it was fun to poke at people.

F: Fixer of the electrical side of automatic pinsetting machines at a bowling alley.

G: Gunner, tank, one each, OD in color, as they used to say back during my mis-spent youth. I was commander of the the #2-scoring tank in my company in Korea, and then as a favor to my company commander, I gunned his tank and we fired the #3 score.

H: Healer of cats and dogs and small children and other pets

I: Identifier of the works of idiots. You have no earthly idea how many new installations I tested that would not have worked as they were installed by “competent” contractors. Instructor of military subjects as well as a lot of different areas of the field of industrial electricity

J: Junk collector. Scrap metal brings bucks.

K: Keeper of goats, the most intelligent barnyard animals.

L: Lightbulb changer, or “bulb-snatcher”. An honorable subset of industrial electrical work, wherein one goes around changing lightbulbs

M: Millwright: All those spinny things like motors and pumps and fans need to aligned to tolerances measured in thousandths of an inch. Our mechanics at the carbon black plant couldn’t read the instruments needed to do that. So we electricians performed this function, earning that archaic title which hearkens back to the days when a traveling craftsman could show up and build an entire working mill with knowledge found inside his head.

N: Nice guy. At least that’s how I show up at my current job, when compared with my predecessor.

O: Orchestrator. I can stand in the middle of chaos and from it bring forth an operating electrical power system. Hey, it amazes some people.

P: Practical joker who brought happiness to many by the careful application of misery to a few

Q: Quick answers to technical questions

R: Rifleman. Put on a steel helmet, web gear, grab an M-14 and some ammo, and go walk along the DMZ… I preferred being a tanker.

S: Sensei. Errectoriku-kamisama: Electrical spirit-god, a name I received on my first big project with my present employer.

T; Tank commander. M48A2C. M60A1. Those were Pattons With a very brief stint with the M551 Sheridan, which wasn’t really a tank, but followed the general form of one.

U: Underpaid and overstressed.

V: Villain to the overbearing, rescuer of the oppressed

W: Wearer o’ the green. US Army 1968-1977

X: X-ring shooter at random occasions at the rifle range.

Y: Yanker of chains that needed yanking

Z: Zealous pursuer of sanity and balance and beauty in life.