My super awesome Aunty Bev works at a....place. An officey place. With office people and filing cabinets and carpet. And phones. According to my Aunt (who still works there and should know) it was and is called GWB Engineering. Fancy!
Memory of this particular venture is a little hazy (apparently I didn't pay much attention when I was 20?) but I believe that there was a huge amount of filing and archiving paperwork to be done so Aunty Bev got me in to do it. Later, when I was unavailable, she also got my lil sis Meg in for the same thing. We are handy nieces!
It was only for a few days but I remember it being an intimidating amount of paperwork to be sorted correctly and a vague concern that if I did it wrong Aunty Bev would be the one in trouble. All the offices filled with officey people were up on the first floor and I was on ground level which was quiet and cool and the work required concentration in an OCD kind of way which becomes absorbing to the right kind of mind. So it was pretty relaxing. And then Aunty Bev took me out for lunch - WIN!
Apparently food and success are very closely linked in my mind - Thanks Western Culture! (<- this is sarcasm)
No speculation of the type of people that might enjoy filing giant piles of paper - you know who you are. But maybe some ideas about looking to relatives for jobs. What contacts you might have that you don't even really think about. Unless your family is all in the same business, there could be a lot of diverse opportunities around you.