I work to live, and it pays enough for me to pay my bills and pursue the things I actually enjoy. I think that's an OK deal.
I like the company of the people I work with; the job itself is faceless and grey, but it does mean that when I close the door in the evening I leave it there.

My mate's a lawyer. He once called me at 6pm on a Friday night just for a chat - he was in the office and was going to be so for another three hours. That sounded bad, but then he was already on at least twice my wage, and will be able to retire at around 50.

The more you're paid, the shorter your strings, unless you own the company.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 27 Jan 2014, 11:06, 2 replies, latest was 11 years ago)

I got no strings to hold me up, to tie me down etc.

(Set your faces to Stunned Bigly, Mon 27 Jan 2014, 11:17, Reply)

Worst sub ever.

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 27 Jan 2014, 11:47, Reply)