WealthXP

Ever since I stepped into the working world, I haven't had an ounce of peace in my life. Job after job came attached with demanding bosses, gossipy colleagues, and I hated wearing office attire. That was one of the things I dreaded most, actually. I disliked the feeling of wearing a work shirt with long sleeves, making me sweat easily and let's not even mention the pants—they're so restrictive they might as well be part of a straitjacket. Loose ones make me look unprofessional; fitting ones make me feel suffocated. There was no way to win for me. It sounds like a small thing, but when combined with the fact that my colleagues and bosses were wretched beings to work with, I honestly hated my adult working life. But I liked my desk job. Unlike many other colleagues of mine, I didn't mind sitting in front of my computer and doing tasks that required discipline and not much thought. I saved the creativity for after-work activities when I went out with friends or went to