anaphalaxis

Just in case any of you were labouring under any misaprehentions I hate having to work with an unrivalled passion.
I suppose like many of you work falls into the category of 'neccessary evil'.

But why, frankly, should any evils be neccessary?
What the hell is the point in that?
Can't we have "neccessary pleasures" instead?
Damned protestant work ethic bollocks...

In case you hadn't noticed I need a fucking holiday. It isn't even as though I hate my job or anything, I actually quite enjoy it at times, but I am profoundly bothered by the fact that more than half my waking day is being sold to another human being. The time I do have to myself is spent being tired.

Now what the hell kind of life is that? I have a plan, but it's reasonably long term. Finding a job you enjoy has to be the mecca of existence.

So then, what is your ideal job and why?