Never been a professional pilot but I would imagine that apart from the very brief bird pulling opportunities presented when strutting thru the airport terminal dressed up like a South American dictator, the job would pretty much be like working for any other large publicly traded corporation nowadays. With you terrified of HR, HR groveling to Health and Saftey, H&S fighting with with the bean counters, the bean counters under strict orders to f$&k you from the C level guys, the C guys dancing to Wall Street and the lawyers tune with you the average working stiff getting shafted at every turn. Welcome to our brave new world.
As suggested above, PPL + taildragger + Sunday afternoon grass strip + no schedule = Happy Camper.