That feeling when you have been working 48 hours straight, no sleep, barely eat, trying to complete spreadsheets which are due tomorrow, only to realize you have been using wrong data. Recently I took an opportunity at multinational company, working as their controller. Went out of my comfort zone, the previous company Ive been working for over the last 5 years. Pay is good, the main motive for change and wife was pushing for that move (women are materialistic af, most of them at least), but now private life is suffering. I might just snap and fuck off to some desolate isle.