Window Cleaning is far from the best job I've had, but it's good and I wish I did it years earlier.
My BEST job however was when I was in the army, working in Northern Ireland in Carrickfergus. I had a company car, free fuel, and a civilian clothing allowance.
I worked in an Intelligence Cell with five RUC Special Branch nutters, and my main job was collating records of terrorist shootings and bombings.
A week after I started the job we had a PIRA ceasefire. WAHAY!!!! It lasted (on and off; mostly on though) for nearly two years.
My routine was to stick my head into the Lisburn office to show I was alive, mince about abit and apologise to the female soldiers for my behaviour the previous night. Then I'd drive to Carrickfergus RUC station and have a bit of 'crack' there (not drugs). Do a session in the gym at lunchtime (lots of females there) and then drive back to barracks and get ready for the evening out.
I had no real job, nothing to do but socialise round the offices (lots of girls) skive; but still in civilian clothes, a company car and a PPW pistol.
I felt like James Bond!
Honest!