Work for most is a dour, meaningless slog. You either become an unironic rise and grind type – one who lives and breathes his email job, is constantly networking (posting about how #blessed he is on Linkedin) and happily stays late and comes in on Saturdays in the hope of climbing the ladder, or you just switch off altogether, where you carve out a low-responsibility, low-stress niche and run out the clock, and try to scrounge together some fulfilment in the 4 hours you have after work and on the weekend. This is life for most people. Thankfully for stability's sake, most are perfectly content with coming home and watching comfortably familiar, formulaic TV until they pass out, and the highlight of their week is going out drinking with friends or watching the big game. If you're not one of those, good luck.