My job is kinda like that of a mushroom. Keep quiet in your dark corner of the world so they don't notice you and just pretend to buy the bulls@#$ they feed you. Very dull and boring work. Lots of headaches, sore backs, the usual from a desk job. Very high expectations, ALMOST enough to pay the bills. I tend to believe that if it wasn't for the girls, I would have most certainly quit a long time ago. Then try leaving to do something you love for 3 months, and have to come back to the same dark corner. In a way, it feels like I never left. Ahhh, but the memories...
Thanks Dan, I always love to share how much I hate my job....