I'm in sales, I've been doing it for 10 years. I feel totally burnt.
So when I say, not having to do it, I mean it. I'm staying with it for the time being to give my wife the opportunity to leave her high-stress sales role to do something she really wants, which is to teach. Once she's settled, I'll try and make the move myself.
Being in media, I'm constantly faced with unrealistic targets, plucked from thin air, and most of my day is spent cold-calling and even on the warm calls clients tolerate you rather than enjoy speaking with you. So this is not my natural state and I'm usually a pretty upbeat person.
I don't like it but the rewards are as high as the job satisfaction is low, and I don't have to travel to London. Day-to-day I'm essentially left to my own devices which allows me to run for at least an hour 3 or 4 times per week at lunchtime which, on a day like today, atop Box Hill, is simply awesome (in the proper sense). So it could be worse.
You know what else we have in my office? Dogs. Lots of dogs. 130 people, 20 or so dogs. I love them all. The chap sitting next to me hates it - he has eczema, asthma and is allergic to... the world!