I knew I never wanted to have to work when I was 4-5 years old. I used to see my parents leaving for work and never wanted to be like them, sacrificing so much of my day to a stupid job.
I graduated in 2003. At that time whenever someone asked me what I wanted to do for work, I'd just give any answer to end the conversation. I was planning to go to college, because it was before degrees were worthless, and it was still a guarantee of a good job. I majored in psychology, but I just wanted something that would guarantee a job in whatever field I could throw my degree at. My real first choice had been photography because I figured it was the furthest legitimate career to traditional work. I didn't finish college, but also didn't have student loans, which is nice.
These days I never expect to stay at any job for very long. Even if I'm great at it I genuinely despise working and know that I won't be able to hide it forever. I can't be happy on the clock. My goal has always been to get whatever job can't follow me home, and pays enough for me to be able to support myself. To me, not being at work gives me the same level of happiness as whatever I'm told money will provide.
Unfortunately, employers are actually expecting workers to care about the well-being of even the most mediocre, inconsequential businesses. It's also been difficult to navigate the current job market when investing more than the bare minimum hasn't been worth it.
Next time, I'm not going to be so eager to find a job before my unemployment benefits run out. I know what I want out of life, and it's nothing any job on earth will ever be capable of providing.