Just as an example, have you ever had one of those days when it’s so beautiful outside that you and some friends decide to have a nice, relaxing drink in the afternoon, in the sunshine, enjoying the airy feeling of being tipsy and lightheaded in the refreshing warmth and brightness? And it’s fun and everyone’s happy and yay! friendship and good times and three cheers to alcohol? And then, all of a sudden — except not really “all of a” sudden, it’s just that you haven’t been paying attention — you’re like, Hey, wait a minute…when did we move this party to this bar and why does that clock say it’s almost 11 p.m. which must be wrong because that would mean I’ve been drinking for like, seven, eight hours or something and fuck my hangover is starting and I’m not even finished drinking this cocktail I don’t need? You fucked yourself, son. And you are going to feel like shit. Soon.
ANYwho, this is the kind of hangover I’m imagining this question is asking about. The kind where your head turns into the Devil. And that feeling would last for a whole year — that pounding, relentless, pulsating pain — and water and aspirin or whatever bullshit remedy you believe in will not help you.
It’s a million fucking dollars so, I say yes. I mean, I’d take a job whose only description is “feel hurt-y” if the salary was one million dollars a year, and that’s basically what this question is all about. I’m sure having a nonstop headache and feeling shitty for a year would make you seriously depressed (I imagine it’s not unlike what people in intense treatments for serious diseases, or drug trials for terminal illnesses experience), but imagine how happy you’d be at the end of that year when you suddenly felt like yourself again AND you were like, “Not only do I feel awesome because I don’t feel like crap anymore but also because I am rich.” That would be cool, right? So I’ll be saying yes.
