(22 Feb 2015, 5:00 pm)MarcTheA4 wrote That might be so, but isn't exactly a picnic when you come from a respectable family yet you end up spending 6-7 hours a day with awful scruffy people.
I may well find a job where the people around me hate coming into work, but that's the exact same atmosphere I have in school. Nobody enjoys going there, but does so anyway - as Mr. Gilbert from the Inbetweener's said - ''unfortunately for you, this isn't the First World War, you can't conscientiously object'...
School isn't easy, I might not have it hard from people; I've never had any grief over my hobby - but it isn't any easier. I still have horrible teachers who would rather lie in bed and get drunk than stand in front of us and educate us.
And people still have horrible bosses who would rather lie in bed, sniff a line and get bladdered than come and stand in front of their co-workers reeling off performance statistics. The thing that brings horrible bosses and teachers together is money - they both need it and this is what they've chosen to do to get to it.
I take exception to your first sentence. Coming from a council-estate I resented going to school with people who thought they were better than everybody else because they lived in the posh estate at the edge of the village or town.