I don't think I've had any really strange jobs, but I've certainly had some surreal moments.
One of the more memorable (although not the best setting) was when I was working in Ghana as a geologist on a gold exploration project. I was 24 at the time and though I had travelled a bit I had never been plunked into the middle of a very poor country. Anyway, our security officer - a local Ghanaian - got sick and passed away 2 days later at the hospital. I was the only geologist on site at the time as the project manager was away.
Since we were his employer we basically took care of things. We sent some of our local workers to arrange picking up the body, purchase a coffin, and make other arrangements. Late in the day a Mercedes bus pulls up and I see a coffin in there. Then my workers call me over, open up the back of the bus and I see they have the body wrapped in a blanket and slid under the back seats. They uncovered his head and at this point I'm just thinking, "Yup, there he is".
I did go to the wake/funeral which was interesting. Me and a couple other "bruni's" (white men) were dressed in traditional clothes - basically a black sheet and special flip-flops. We got dressed in a village a couple km's short of the town of the funeral which of course brought all the locals out to see what was going on. After we got dressed and walked out, I think the whole town was laughing at these very white men in traditional garb. They of course weren't mocking us or anything like that, I think they were actually quite honoured.
I kind of wish this happened a little earlier in my tour as I had already been there for 4 months, after which your sense of humour tends to decrease rapidly.
It is only the cynic who claims “to speak the truth” at all times and in all places to all men in the same way, but who, in fact, displays nothing but a lifeless image of the truth… He dons the halo of the fanatical devotee of truth who can make no allowance for human weaknesses; but, in fact, he is destroying the living truth between men. He wounds shame, desecrates mystery, breaks confidence, betrays the community in which he lives, and laughs arrogantly at the devastation he has wrought and at the human weakness which “cannot bear the truth”. Dietrich Bonhoeffer, in Ethics.