Who still believes in the Revolution?

I don’t want to go to work for a boring job in a boring cubicle (that everybody tries to make cheery by hanging Christmas lights from it) any longer. I want to work somewhere interesting, doing something interesting, working with some interesting folks. I’m almost 45, I wore the security badge around my neck, I dressed in chinos four days a week and attended meetings about nothing; and I feel like I’ve earned a shot at something interesting. I want to join the revolution again.