Thanks to my wife I have a horrible job?

I got this job my wife set up for me just to shut her up. Yesterday wasn't so bad -- it was my first day working as an exterminator, only we don't exterminate many bugs and ants and such. They put me on the team that deals with snakes, skunks, raccoons, alligators, etc, etc. I just sort of watch yesterday but today, first thing this morning, we get a call from some old lady that lives way up on the river. We drive way the heck up in the country and dang if she didn't have a 6 foot alligator in her back yard. I told my supervisor to kiss my a** -- I wasn't gonna get out of the dang truck but he said gators wasn't bad to take care of so I ended up having to sit on top of that critter while he loed that gator with a rope on a stick. He said I did real good staying on that varmints back while it was thrashing around and hissing but truth be known I was hanging on for dear life. Well we loaded it up in the back of the truck and pulled him back out a few miles down the road near the river where we carried him down to the river bank -- of course he pooped all over me. When we untied him that damn gator knocked my feet out from under me with his tail and he went one way and I went up a tree and my boss fell over laughing at me. I hate this. I hate it so bad. Should I quit and just put up with being nagged to death all night every night or keep working and risk getting my arm bit off? Does anyone else have troubles like this??