I am a farmer.....or used to be....mainly.
Before 30 or so, I was a labourer with summer jobs along with school, including a farmer's hand and a dairy worker. Then it went into more farmer's hand work on some farms, and then into farming. Farming then also lead to some machine contractors work, like seed-work, ground work, muck-out-manually, whatever.
Later it went more various. Working as a farm hand in Germany, carrying on with the above, working on exhibitions in Germany, then back to home in Iceland, farming, stacking turf, contractor again, then to the fish industry, carrying on with farming, then side-slips like film industry (as an extra, but it was utterly Hollywood
), going to the sea on trawlers as a crewman, then as a ships chef on ships, tourguiding by bus, and tourguiding by air, running a guesthouse with the wife, and being the local camping warden. And this morning I spent buying spare parts for fellow farmers.
The worst thing you can ask me is what I do
....or did