I used to be a restaurant manager for a shit chain. Sort of 'fell' into it and always hated it.
Final straw was a woman physically abusing me because id killed her son. I hadnt, btw - she clearly had issues. I contacted my area manager to tell her I needed to go to hospital and she said did i really have to go and if i did, not to say how it had happened in case it caused any bad press.
Needless to say, when I left the hospital I did not return. Ever.
After that, I worked voluntary in a Primary School as a Teaching Assistant, purely because I needed to do 'something'. Fell in love with the job, and was eventually poached to work in Secondary, teaching Food Technology to SEN children.
Am now eternally grateful to that woman because if she hadnt done what she did, I'd still be doing that job, hating life, and would never have met my DP!