I hear ya, I recall when I was young like 19, there was a bus company called thorpes in London. Hated the place, I was the last 210 from finsbury park to Brent cross. The traffic controller was on my case for electing late. He never realised the big queue, so on a Friday my mate same hassles. We both decided to F the job . Took the buses on a joy ride out of service then back to yard and told them to stick the job where the sun don’t shine… first and only time I did a silly thing like that but felt good. Now, I just work and work to pay me bills lol.