Not a bit. As a matter of fact I get irritated to see the logo on feeders and package cars on the streets when I am on vacation! However, I do see loads of people who really work crappier jobs for a lot less pay & no benifits whatsoever, I can even remember a few.
I've invested 24 years in, I'd love to be able to go back to other jobs I have had in the past (mostly for a refreshing change I think). Underground mining, loved it, and was in the best shape of my life. Carpentry, was a good challenge, liked the smell of the fresh cut pine, and I loved looking back at the site at the days end & seeing so much progress. Heavy equipment operator, just the sheer size of the power at my control.
But alas, I'd like to dabble, but realistically, I have molded into this. Yes, for pay & benefits for me & mine. If you are alone, no wife or children, then you possess a freedom allowed to experiment, to tell a supervisor where to stick it when you get fed up. But with the marriage, and especially the children, you have made an obligation to take those doses of crap when handed you.
I know that if UPS folded tomorrow, I'd be alright, it would take adjustment, and some difficult financial decisions, but I'm skilled enough to survive & possibly even thrive. But when I can see the light at the end of this dark hole I've been mired in for so long, I'm not going to rock the boat too much. God, I hate to sound old & slow but apparently job-wise I have become indeed just that! I've posed to several that what we, all of us, who work for the paycheck & what a prostitute does, have alarming parallels. So at the end of the day, the ablility do do what I have become, the repitition, seems comfortable, the paycheck at the end of the week, again the benifits. Some I'd miss, but I guarantee you that when I no longer have to, I will NEVER even glance back once.
I once had a sup who was single ask why I looked so forward to the weekends, why I didn't love my job as much as he did. I explained that that was the only time I could really schedule time with my family, and that the paycheck he felt "he" was giving me every week only bought my time, my enthusiasm couldn't be bought, especially by the likes of him or his company.