WAL-MART dairy and shitty pay is a small price for peace and tranquility. Besides that I gained something that most people my age don't have, work ethic.
Need 5 pallets of milk unloaded? sure. Need a 600-pound cardboard bale redone? sure.
There is a reason people here drink alot.
My life is great because I toe no line, have no "career", can do whatever the fuck I want.
No noise ordinances, no responsibilities, no (real) stress, no burdens, no bullshit, no drama, no fiscal budgets, nothing is expected of me and I expect nothing of anyone.
EDIT: Besides that, dairy toughened me the fuck up. My bosses could pick up three FULL MILK CRATES at a time (twelve gallons)!