You never get to hear to much about what zombies did before there current condition. Except for that guy who worked at the gas station in Land of the Dead. Whoop dee doo. A brain surgeon zombie seems like he would have a pretty sweet deal for about 15 minutes. If he went to the hospital and not the mall anyway.
I’ve never told a girl I was a brain surgeon when I was hitting on her, though I asume it would be pretty impressive. When I went out with my friend Bill, he would tell all the girls that I was his stockbrocker. Which was truly genius as it makes him look good because he needed a stockbroker, and as for me, what girl wouldn’t want to take a stockbroker home? Genius. Though not as exciting as the race-car driver and Olympic athlete my brother told some girls he was. Of course that backfired (Hah!) on him pretty cataclysmically at least once…