The sad truth about the 9 to 5

Sigh.

Every job is like a bottle of wine.

Some are bad from the start. Some have merit when you first pop the cork.

But all of them -- no matter the label, the price or the savor of the first taste -- turn to vinegar eventually.

Everyone who is not independently wealthy or born with a silver spoon, will eventually find himself gagging on acetic acid, whether his or her daily bread be earned in a factory, a florist shop or the helm of a cruise ship.