I almost accepted a sales job taking orders for beetus supplies and then I started reading all of the health care related posts on here and noped out.  I wouldn't have the compassion to deal with fats demanding their beetus supplies and calling in every five minutes for a status update for a disease they gave themselves, spending 8 hours a day listening to them huff into my ear.  Compassion for parents with T1D children? Absolutely, but the pay rate they offered was way too high to assume I'd be dealing with anyone other than miserable fats.