Charles Bukowski said once, "Find what you love and let it kill you."
Some job is not what I love or what I want to kill me. Some people love their jobs. I have never found one that I loved unless I was chemically altered when I did it and then I still would call off for even the slightest inkling of fun. I find it harder and harder to join the working dead and there is no motivation in long hours and little pay. What do you want? For me to kill myself? "I can't die right." -Flavor Flav