I love my job. I wear a suit every day, I have attractive secretaries that handle shit I don't want to do, I'm in court every day. I get to do trials which are the most intense and fun things I've done since my last deployment. I get to step up to an entity of great power, a state government, and tell it "no, you're wrong and here's why" and it listens to me, albeit not all the time. And sometimes I even get to make it listen, using my own intelligence, guile, and charm. Why wouldn't I be in a good mood every day?
If you’re in a good mood at work you’re going to burn in hell for eternity