If only everyone could have their ideal job and not have to worry about money, but that would go counter to the wondereful theory of capitalism. Thats an interesting story. In my current job I think im rather lucky. I hold the interesting position of being the only foreigner in the company (albeit a small company), so I have a different type of office politics. In my case its proving that even though i dont speak perfect japanese, im still as good as they are.
I suppose I should give my story as well, though its a simple one I think by comparison. While I was still a university student I decided to go to Japan to study abroad a semester, when I returned I had decided I wanted to return to the country. Now dont ask why, I have no idea, and have told many people so. I came back just because I wanted to. So, there I was, in my dorm room wondering how to go back, when it hit upon me that I could become an English teacher. Now, the wonderful thing about getting a job as an English teacher in Japan is that it doesnt matter what kind of degree you had (mine was MIS), so anyone could do it. I made my applications, went to interviews, and of course was hired. Thus began my "career" as an english conversation teacher. That job lasted about 3 1/2 years, before I got bored of it and wanted to make use of my degree. Now, luckily, at the company I worked at we were allowed to take private students to make cash on the side. Being an english teacher can be quite lucrative if you find the right students. I got lucky and one of the students I picked up was the owner/boss of a company. After a few years of teaching him, getting fed up with the repetitiveness of my job, I asked him if I could join his company. His answer was "yes," and so here I find myself. Now, for the last few months ive been working here but without any specific mandate. The closest things I got to directives were, "study our product" and "figure out how to sell our product in the US." Now those are pretty broad, but thats moving the story in a different direction. Sitting here and typing at my current job, it reminds me of the first work I ever did, which was cleaning my parents machining shop with a brush and some soap. Its kind of an interesting circle of where I came from and where I am.