in the entire City of London

[bollox]

there can't be another worker who hates his job, who hates the financial sector with as much violent revulsion as me.. what I did in a previous life to deserve a profession so dire is an ineffable mystery to me.. like an octopus this job, this company, this boss wraps me with its grotesque tentacles every day for the last five and a half years, suffocates me until the very joy and colour has been wrung out of my life.

i am out of moves.. what do i do next?