As a park ranger, I totally get the joy of going to my work in the forest every day.
I can go quite a few days separate from interacting with another person face-to-face.
I talk to the office on the phone & the truck radio, & log every single one of my findings over my PC. It’s not incredibly interesting, but basically what I do is look for problematic things & rotten trees in the woods & parks of the city. I mark the trees that need to be taken down, & report them to the office, who will send out a professional cutting crew. Another duty I have is to report any cannabis crops I manage to find, so the police can come out & totally burn them. This is a certain part of the task I do not enjoy very much, because I smoke cannabis all the time & do not like to see it go to waste in the least. On the other hand, I prefer my task immensely & it pays me rather well. I genuinely can’t jeopardize all of that just because I want to protect a few cannabis plants. I certainly can’t harvest them myself, because everyone knows that marijuana farmers have dangerous guns to protect their property. I can’t actually ignore the marijuana plants, because if another ranger sees them they will actually believe that I turned a blind eye to illegal activity. I regularly do my task because of that. Anytime I find cannabis, I never feel too great about what I must do. Thankfully my task pays me well enough that I can visit a cannabis dispensary when I wish, & not have to be bothered about growing it entirely on my own.