I'm gonna check out on this bodyguard position. Sounds lots of fun there. I remember that I had a short and skinny classmate in elementary school. Though being lesser in figure, the dude somehow was a charming person and a leader in my class, and we all listened to him. There was a toublemaker from another class who was apparently mental & anti-social in many ways, which you could tell almost from first sight, and he disliked our little leader.
The creepy thing is that the troublemaker had a paper-cutting knife in his pocket all the time, and he would take it to the men's room. Taking his volatile inclination into consideration, it's pretty dangerous to use the men's room alone becaue the troublemaker averaged 2-3 visits to the men's room per break. So our little leader decided to have two bodyguards to protect him everytime he went to the men's room. One of them was the strongest guy I could ever imagine of for a 12-year-old. He'd probably end up in college football if he had grown up in the States. I was so jealous of him who was enlisted every single time, and I was only chosen occasionally as the other body guard.
From then on I felt a connection to the profession of bodyguards.