The beginnings of my working life weren't the best. Fresh out of university, I realised that even after a good seventeen years of schooling I didn't truly know what I wanted to do with my life. I sure as hell knew I didn't want to get stuck behind a desk for the next forty years, but fate is a cruel mistress and that's what I ended up doing anyway- well, it seemed like I was stuck there for life after a few years down the rut.

I hated my job at the time; it was tedious and hardly rewarding, despite its good pay. Now I look back on it, my lifestyle in itself wasn't so bad- I had a nice suit, shoes polished and hair nicely styled. Although I didn't know it, I wasn't going to be staying in the company much longer anyway- no, things changed. Everything changed.