I don't really care for my current job, but I don't mind bragging about my last one.
Obviously, I wasn't rolling in the dough, otherwise I would still be working there. But when I was 17 and I had just graduated high school, I got a job at the local comic shop and worked there for two years while I attended junior college. Nothing could beat working in a place with rare comics and collectibles and getting to talk with customers about "Who was better? Deathstroke or Deadpool?" and getting paid for it. I got to learn how to raw grade comics that came in (forced to study the Comic Price Guide over and over) and it really gave me a passion that I didn't have before for taking care of things. It's a meticulous process that requires gloves, a good lamp, a magnifying glass, and hours of your time. It got me incredibly interested in learning about comic book restoration. (Obviously won't be able to approach that as a career because it is a very closed off industry, but it's still really cool.)
Then we re-introduced game nights and I got paid to learn how to play Yu-Gi-Oh (I'm more of a Magic: the Gathering girl myself) with the lame regulars, so that was pretty cool, too. Getting paid to play games was sick! If I would have stuck around, I would have gotten practice in as a DM and could have led D&D nights. That would have probably made my heart explode. But life called, man. Also, moving away for uni.