I work at a movie theatre. Doesn't sound glamorous, and the pay certainly isn't, but I love it. I don't have much to compare it to, since it's my first job (only other "job" was volunteer work with a therapeutic riding program, which were the best years of my life). Been here for a year and a half now, almost, and now I'm at the point where I'm upstairs all the time, in projection. I take care of all the movies, setting them up and playing them, tearing my hair out and swearing when one of the movies decides to have a heart attack and stop playing (once in a blue moon, getting caught and allowing the bulb to burn a few frames). Sometimes when a movie fails, I can figure out what's going wrong (feels good then), but often I can't, so I gotta get it started up manually. It's dark up there, lonely, LOUD, and a perfect fit for this antisocial reader, lol. The theatre's haunted, though, and even though I've not seen the ghost (supposedly a young girl), I always get the willies when I'm closing up and turning off all the lights and have my back to what feels like miles of darkness. The guys I work with are all great, too, though since I'm always upstairs rather than in concession or box office, I tend to converse and hang out with the managers instead, when I come downstairs.
I don't want to quit, but I still want to have a second job revolving around animals. I know retail supposedly sucks, but I still want a job at Petsmart, lol