My job bites, it's hard, and I've been meaning to quit for years. I make decent money, but it's not great. I hate the environment, and most of the people I work with are assholes. There's virtually no room for advancement anymore, unless someone dies, and I don't want to murder just to get a better paying job (unless it's murder for hire, which I would do for the right wage...)
Tomorrow is the end of a two week vacation I basically had to fight to get even though I earned twice that in vacation time they never let me take. I've rested up, I feel good about things outside of work, but the nowhere void that I have to go back to on Tuesday scares me. I don't mind September being an extra paycheck month, but I do mind college football starts and they have me working Saturdays now for rough rough hard work and then no parking when I finally get home.
*grumbles about being too paranoid to go back to dealing