Oh wow.  Don't want to be a downer, but this post made me really take a second look at my job.  My "real job" is assisting people who get rich via multimillion dollar sales transactions.  I really dislike it; it's a soul-crushing job that doesn't encourage thinking outside the box of any kind, but it's paying my bills.  Whenever I complain to my Mom about how unhappy I am, she tells me I should be thankful I have a job and I feel terribly guilty for complaining in the first place.  At the same time, it's not helping anyone except the sales giants I work for, so I can't help but feel like it doesn't matter.  

On a brighter note, I'm working towards being able to work from home or figure out another way to make a living that I can actually feel good about. :)