Easiest Jobs In The World

Jobs are hard. Whether you're a kindergarten teacher or a firefighter, most grown-up jobs come with their fair share of challenges and seemingly unending stress. But what if we told you that it doesn't have to be this way? There are dozens of jobs out there requiring little to no actual skill, and they pay real money.

It's rough, being royalty. If you were really, really lucky, you could get a job like that of the bear leader, giving you access to things like clean towels and water that wasn't filled with cholera and death, while dodging all the responsibility and headaches. It all hinged on one of the great responsibilities of young noblemen: embarking on their Grand Tour. The Grand Tour was essentially a dream vacation, where young nobles would leave England to travel the Continent, experience the foreign countries they'd eventually be dealing with for business (and pleasure), and get exposed to art, culture, foreign foods, and probably some foreign diseases. The idea dates back to the mid-17th century, and it gradually came to be applied to anyone who wanted a career in the arts, too. They needed to learn from the masters, and no one had masters like Italy.

Those diseases we mentioned? No one really wanted their wide-eyed young son to come back with any of those, so guides called bear leaders were sent along on the trip. Their official job was to provide a sort of running commentary on all the incredible sights they were seeing, give their charges a history lesson on the places they visited, and keep them out of the brothels or, at the very least, keep them from throwing up on their fancy shoes after a long night of drinking. The tour typically lasted three years, and the little party on wheels would cover most of Europe by carriage (later, they'd head mostly to major cities in Italy, which would still be acceptable by our standards). Who got this particularly epic job? Most were members of the clergy, almost all were hoping to secure a place in the household and inner circle of the noble they were accompanying, and some were actual professionals and scholars that had experience in the field. Most of them were also incapable of actually controlling any part of this situation. It probably only took a few months before they threw in the towel and joined in the festivities.

Some science is brilliant and insightful. Other parts of science are a stretch at best and downright wacky at worst. Phrenology is the one of the wackiest, and it was the belief that the lumps, bumps, and dents on a person's skull reflected the strengths and weaknesses of that person's brain and character. The phrenologist was adept at feeling a person's skull and telling them everything they needed to know about themselves, based on a widely accepted map of the areas of the scalp that corresponded to the character. There were sections for things like destructiveness, hope, spirituality, and combativeness. All in all, there were said to be 21 different emotional attributes and 14 intellectual attributes that could be read from your lumpy head. Phrenologists knew exactly who you were and who you could be just from feeling your scalp.

Crazy, right? The whole thing was insanely popular both in Europe and in the U.S. Phrenologists were consulted when couples wanted to know if they were compatible, when young entrepreneurs wanted to know if they had what it took to be successful in business, and even to find out if a person was hiding a moral or social dark spot under their cheery exterior. Job applicants would sometimes be sent to a phrenologist to see if they were right for the position, and in the mid-19th century, a female phrenologist named Lydia Fowler (nee Folger) became the second woman to graduate from medical school, the first female professor of medicine, and a massive hit on the lecture circuit. At the time, this was no pseudoscience. Being a phrenologist was a big deal, and the successful ones wrote books, gave lectures, and had huge practices.

Phrenology fell from favor in the early 20th century, and the Fowlers' American Phrenological Journal was last published in 1911. They had always had their naysayers, but they still left a mark on our culture today. Ever tell someone they need to have their head examined? That's a leftover phrase from phrenology, along with calling something low-brow or high-minded. It's too bad phrenology has been disproven. It'd be a handy skill to have on a first date.

Stop giggling. As the world (and in this particular case, Britain), started to become industrialized, people were suddenly required to report to their jobs on time. They went from their hungry farm animals waking them to needing to make sure they were up, on their feet, and in the street at a certain time, but the alarm clock app couldn't yet be found in the App Store. How could you guarantee you were going to be to work on time when you couldn't afford a clock?

Enter the knocker-uppers. These enterprising individuals were paid weekly to make their rounds and knock on your door or tap on your window to wake you up in the morning. Earn your weekly wage and dodge the hard factory labor? Not a bad deal.

Being a knocker-upper did have its difficulties, though. You had to make sure you were only waking up the people who were paying you. You didn't want to accidentally wake any neighbors because you couldn't give away your services for free. Most knocker-uppers came up with their own ways of waking their clients, from tapping on windows with a long stick to using a pea shooter to take a few shots at those same windows. Easy and fun, right? It lasted for a surprisingly long time, only dying out in most big cities around World War II, but still practiced in small towns until the 1970s. Electricity and alarm clocks meant the end of this easy job. It probably also ended a lot of gossip about the things spotted so early in the morning.

You might have noticed that everything thus far has been an easy job from historical times. Fret not, lazy people of today. There are plenty of breezy jobs to be had in our modern world too, as you'll learn by reading on ...

It sounds like something a second grader would write in a "What I want to be when I grow up" project, but ice cream testers exist. In the world of frozen dessert treats, John Harrison is considered a master in his field. Harrison has made thousands of dollars for his unique skill, ad his taste buds are even insured by Edy's Ice Cream for $1 million.

A day in the life of a master ice cream tester is pretty sweet: taste dozens of flavors of ice cream and assess them for quality control prior to shipment. There's no catch — all you do is taste the flavors and write some notes to ensure you're shipping out a high-quality product. Harrison says he tastes with his eyes, too, so if an ice cream just looks gross, it will never get the stamp of approval.

Ice cream testers have a process similar to the sommeliers of viticulture; you know, the snobs who swirl their wine around and smell it before they drink it? That's a lot like what professional ice cream testing is like. First, the flavors are assessed for visual appeal, then tasted and analyzed for a number of attributes including aroma, bouquet, and top notes. Before tasting, the ice cream is set out to soften for some minutes, for ideal texture. Then using a gold-plated spoon, Harrison takes a bite, swirls it around in his mouth for a bit to coat every possible taste bud, and spits it out to assess the aftertaste. That's actually how delicious ice cream flavors are made — they all start with somebody's spit.

Egg Donor: a job so easy, actual chickens can do it. Though for real, the human version of this job requires moderately more responsibility than Camilla and her friends in the hen-house, assuming that you can remember to show up to your doctor appointments, give yourself hormone injections, and don't mind sitting through a minimally invasive surgical procedure at the end of the process.

Healthy women aged 22-30 are eligible to sell their eggs for shocking amounts of cash. For example, if you donate through the Growing Generations company, you'll get $8,000 for the first egg, and $10,000 for every egg thereafter. Sure, there may be little kids running around your planet that you actually mothered with your own consent, but you'll never have to change a diaper, give birth, or attend a single Wiggles concert.

Most people in the workforce have the freedom to use the bathroom whenever Mother Nature demands it, or whenever they need an easy place to hide and look at social media. Some jobs, however, are unable to give their workers flexibility with their breaks, and are required to employ a bathroom break coordinator to develop a productive schedule for workers.

Yes, you can paid for telling grown men and women when they can and can't go potty. But while it sounds silly, some industries absolutely need such an organizer. Bus drivers for instance, can't just pull the whole show to the side of the road to pop a squat. Instead, they have "comfort station coordinators" working behind the scenes to find the opportune time for drivers to safely relieve themselves.

There's big money to be had in this job too. In Seattle, for example, experienced bathroom czars are pulling in close to six-figures — while it may not be that much elsewhere, work your way up the toiletry ladder and those riches could be yours. So cut the crap and start scheduling the crap!

The urine industry is much bigger than you think. In fact, for some hunters and farmers, it's a way of life. Deer urine farming is particularly lucrative, with commissions ranging from $93,000 to over $300,000 a year, according to DeerFarmer.com. Yes, all of those beautiful commissions are paid for a product typically squirted all over the woods for nothing.

Yes, internet. People buy this. Lots of them too. Deer urine acts as a natural lure for hunters who are desperate to bring home some delicious venison. It's like how lures work in Pokemon Go, only real. Deer urine farming can be a tricky business, because certain seasons of the year yield disproportionate amounts of urine, but now, farmers have developed freeze-drying technology to preserve yields, transcending the limits of weather and tricky old Mother Nature, and making us giggle like schoolkids because people are walking around with freeze-dried pee in their pockets.