I don't like them. Doing things because you have to is a far cry of doing things because you want to. There's no pleasure in the former. The best that can be said is that the 'required' task is tolerable, as opposed to being sheer torture. I've mentioned this already, but an obligation is a touch of slavery. A chain. A gaol cell. Bein' hung downside up against the wall in a dungeon.
What's the ultimate pain, is when you wanted to be in a position once, you got it, and then you're stuck with it much later, even though you don't want it any more. You can't escape due to circumstances, and you just pray to every deity in the Pantheon thanking them that nothing lasts forever. At first it seemed like paradise, then it seems like tenure in a school for psychopathic juvenile delinquent teens.
I only have one of those obligation thingys, but like my protege says, "Look on the bright side! You gotta die some time." So there's a light at the end of the tunnel!
Man, I need a warm, buttered, black current-oatmeal scone!
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