Another day in hell

Today I learned what my hell would be like:

I would wake up at 6:30am, iron a shirt, put my tie on, put on a pair of uncomfortable dress shoes, and drive to work dreading the people I'd have to work with that day. So, I'd arrive at work and start grading reports from students who don't give a shit (so they continually screw up their reports, making more work for themselves and me). I'd then have my random conversation with someone interrupted by seemingly everyone else in the office (because they all know everything). Afterwards I'd have 'Team Leaders' say "Hey you, I NEED you to do this," when they are the ones who are supposed to be completing that particular task. Then maybe, just maybe, I'd go to lunch a little late. I'd come back from lunch only to find my team members looking at me as if to say "Wow, that was a long lunch," when in reality I took my authorized hour-long lunch. I'd continue dealing with random bullshit all day until about 5:30pm or 6:00pm, when my work is complete and I have worked almost an hour over what I was scheduled to work. The next day I'd come in about 30 minutes past the normal start time of 8:00am (taking my rightful compensation time) and people would say things like, "Oh I'm so glad you came in, people have been PANICKING and looking all over for you," and "Oh, you decided to show up."

All the while I'd be thinking to myself, 'Nice paycheck, but am I being paid to do a job or to manage my temper when dealing with assh0le colleagues?' Hell, when a student comes up to me and asks, "Hey sir, how do you deal with these lame-o instructors?" it really makes me wonder. Complaints aside, the reality is that one man's treasure is another man's trash. Someday we'll find the golden ticket dogg.