To true Bolty.
If I were a carpenter, Id probably own my house by now.
Id have my weekends and rainy days off.
Id have no night shift.
My responsibility would end when the keys were handed over.(unless I was completly crap).
I wouldnt end up in jail if something went wrong.(Unless I was a complete crook).
My wife and family would see me more.
If I didnt want to do a particular job I could politely refuse rather than be threatened with the sack.
I wouldnt have a manager breathing down my neck,jumping up and down because the QF1 isnt going to make sched.
Last but not least,as long as I had half a brain I would make a lot more money (It doesnt buy happiness but sure makes for a better class of misery).
Alas I ticked the wrong box and became a Lame.
