How could I not? And I've been lucky. Back when I had not-growing-up-yet jobs I was able to run a ski shop in the mountains, sling beer at the most popular joint in town -- who'd complain?! Then when I had to get all adult I loved being in the newspaper game, I had a blast doing the political thing and I even got a lot out of the corporate racket ... and happily I got O-U-T, and it wasn't even my idea. Now I have the best not-growing-up-ever job. Life's too short to be miserable at work.