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Stress

We can't imagine why a job with a taxpayer-funded, high-profile bodyguard and law enforcement agency would stress you out. After all, you might be playing cat-and-mouse with international financial criminals, trying to stay one step ahead of them in the wire-transfer sweepstakes. 

You might be trying to bust a credit card ring that's already compromised over a million accounts. You might be looking over your shoulder, hoping none of those mobsters you arrested knows where you live. No stress there, right?

On any given day, you and your team might be running an advance sweep of a large city mere days before the most important leader in America is scheduled to eat at a local restaurant there. You leave no stone unturned—or so you hope.

 
Did it say parsley or poison? I can't remember. (Source)

Sometimes you lie awake, wondering if you found all the potential weak spots, blocked off enough streets, and triple-checked the ingredient list on the dinner menu.

If your advance detail makes you a little nervous, how about the stomach-churning anxiety on the day of the event? You can't allow your feelings to prevent you from doing your job, so you push them aside and perform as you're trained. 

When you get home that night, however, you might have to go into serious stress relief mode. Whether you meditate, watch mindless TV, play with your cat, or eat an entire bucket of ice cream is entirely up to you.