Detassling - Bane of My Existence

Out of all the jobs I have ever held, my most hated would have to be detassling. I only ever detassled for one year and it was the lowest paying generally worst job I have ever had the displeasure to hold.
As if the burning of ten thousands suns wasn't enough, pollen in the eyes, wet heavy clothes, cuts from the sharp corn leaves. Generally the job just makes you want to kill yourself.
If would have to hold this job for 50 years I doubt I would be alive. I wouldn't make enough to pay the bills and I would most likely be on some anti-suicide medication. My arms would be scarred and blistered from all the sunburn blisters and cuts from the corn. I would probably be chaffing everywhere due to the soaked clothes. No doubt I would also hate my crew boss, so I just may be in jail for murder by that time. Actually I'll probably own the detassling company of the world as I will call it. And it shall be all powerful. And rule over the land for many season.