I want to be the guy who comes up with the names for Ikea furniture.
Minus the canned tomatoes. Jamie could be fun too 
Promise me if you ever get this gig you make a chair called a “Poontang”.
Benevolent dictator
Travel writer/photographer.
I want to move threads to IMHO.
Yay! 
Sounds like maybe a park ranger, or security guard.
Am I right in thinking you and I watch Mythbusters for pretty much the same reason… But mine is Adam and yours is Jamie?
Why else would I have photos of Adam in the bath as my desktop?
When I was a kid I thought the coolest job were the guys that built all the models for the Star Wars movies… and now come to think of it that job probably doesn’t even exist anymore due to CG. Woe for all the unemployed Hollywood model builders…
Adam was one of those guys
They arn’t unemployed, they are now Mythbusters! 
Actually, for now, that job still does exist… And you’re right, it does sound like fun
I want to be llama farmer. When my brother-in-law was younger, he wanted to be a firetruck when he grew up. That makes me giggle whenever I think of it.
Hey! My ex’s little brother wanted to be a firetruck too! I wonder if you’re married to my ex’s older brother…
Welcome to the SDMB,
I just mentioned to my wife last week that being part of the build team would be my Ideal job. Something different everytime and I have the eclectic skills to be good at the job.
Now managing my Lottery earnings would be great too. 
Jim
Yeah, something different every time, an outlet for my obssesion with engineering, and Adam Savage to drool over all day…
Just add chocolate, Danny Elfman’s music, Alan Davies and some goat kids, and life would be more perfect than should be allowed.
and in my head, I hear the MPFC sketch “Quidados, quidados, el Llamas”
My dream career is Broadway Diva. My dream job is successful web designer. The difference being, a job is something you do to earn money, a career is something you love to do.
Book Store owner.
or Cop. (but my wife won’t let me)
If I were on the Mythbusters team, I’d be Jamie’s personal barber. “Here, Jamie, let me trim up that moustache for you…ooops, I accidentally clipped it to a nice normal length. Oh well, it’ll grow out.”
He’s a nice guy, great sense of humor too, but that soup strainer of his drives me nuts. Maybe I could talk him into growing some hair on his scalp too, though that isn’t as big an issue with me.
My ideal job would be to act in the best movie of all time. A mid-sized supporting role would be fine. Then I could live comfortably, if simply, off the royalties for the rest of my life. The alternative, and maybe better job, would be to record the best Christmas song ever. Maybe record a sequel a few years later. Every year, millions of my recordings would be sold and I could be famous (I’d get my own Trivial Persuit question) without a lot of people recognizing me out in public.
I’m with **An Arky,**too, on his job choice. It would be nice to go around and see things (like the scenery) without having to work with other people who might possibly annoy you. If I had my druthers, though, I’d be a beach inspector (i.e. beachcomber) on the Washington or Oregon coast.
Movie critic. If I had the plot chops, epic novelist.
I want to be a fighter pilot. I wouldn’t even care if I got killed or not. As long as I got to train and screw with some really cool fighter planes for a while, I wouldn’t care if they sent me on hopeless missions of no return. I wouldn’t want to go Kimakaze because that would be stupid and scary but if they need somebody to go blow up the Kremlin or Buckingham Palace, I’m your guy.
If I were on the Mythbusters team, I would be Adam’s personal…