Someone who gets paid to ride the streetcar all day.
“‘But where are the guests?’ Margarita asked Koroviev.
‘They’ll be here, Queen, they’ll be here soon. There will be no shortage of guests. And, really, I would rather chop wood than receive them here on this landing.’
‘Chop wood?’ echoed the loquacious tom. ‘I would work as a streetcar conductor, and there is nothing in the world that’s worse than such a job!’”
Mikhael Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita (1928-1940).
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