Mas Quejumbroso in Book Four: Ichi-no-Tani 2017

The loud, fighting moments…
The soft, boring moments…
I can honestly say with no remorse that there is not a single thing that I like about this job.

We all knew that already. That isn’t a powerful statement or a surprise. That is reiterating the obvious.
And I understand and embrace the “harsh reality” my father tried to instill in us. “You don’t go to work to have fun. You go to work to earn a paycheck and take care of your responsibilities.” So I get it.

But… you’d think there would be something. Right? Like… why do this job every day for the rest of your life if you don’t enjoy any element of it?

Or am I being greedy? Is that too Xennial of me? Is the expectation supposed to be that “work is a grind, just get through it?”