One of these days you swear you're going to leave, "just walk out that door". You say that this time every year, but they're still pulling all you strings, and they know exactly when to make you feel appreciated. A well-timed pat on the head, makes you think maybe it's not so bad. But your "one of these days" never comes, and your life takes a back seat to keeping their machine in smooth running order. A voluntary, socialized gesture of self denial... for the greater good. Good work. Keep it up. Your life means nothing... to them