The point of this thread is to tell about a situation in your life that sounds fun but actually is unpleasant or not such a big deal or simply not as much fun as it sounds.
Mine:
My girlfriend’s roommate is a petite bisexual nymphomaniac Asian girl. Yeah, seriously. And it’s, well, NAMFAIS. None of us are interested in threeway and mostly it just makes my girlfriend worry about her roommate getting herself into trouble or hurting people with her cavalier attitudes toward sex.
–John
My personal NAMFAIS:
I’m a pastry chef. Most people think that it’s just wonderful that I’m around all these sweets and that I must indulge in them constantly.
Nope.
Granted, I gotta taste stuff to make sure it’s good, but after taking that 276th bite of key lime cheesecake… well, it gets a mite boring.
I’m always having to tell people, “Hey, it’s NAMFAIS to be Mrs. Mailman.” I mean, people come over and they see the big teal Rubbermaid 40 gallon blanket box by the front door filled with galoshes and gloves and fur caps and stuff, and they go, “Wow, that is some serious letter carrier paraphernalia”, and they always want to, like, rummage through there, and try stuff on, and I have to tell them, “Hey, guys, it’s just a Rubbermaid blanket box full of galoshes.” And they’re kind of, like, “Oh.”
It’s the white pith helmet that always gets them the most excited, but I tell them, “Look, it’s basically just a plastic hat, okay?”
I hate to do it, but I dislike this constant mythologizing of the U.S. Postal Service, you know? Letter carriers are human beings, not superheroes.
I help maintain a porn site, and take videos of women masturbating, and…
Okay, I there’s no fooling you guys. It really is as fun as it sounds. Sorry, I’ll go somewhere else now…
I am the shattered remnant of a long-dead god. I wander this universe in search of something to occupy my time as I wait for the final destruction to come. I feel nothing but sadness and anger and long for a final peace to end my millenia-long torment.
Not As Much Fun As It Sounds.
Yeah, to the uninitiated, any job in computers has got to be fun, right? I mean, computers are fun, right? NAMFAIS to those who don’t do it for a living.
HA! Everyone thought my Webpage link on my Profile led to my porn site! I got a whole bunch of hits 
Well, if anyone wants to know the URL, just email me.
Where were you when we needed an Ask the Pornographer Guy thread?
From the Onion’s horoscopes:
“You will be forced to admit that being up to your neck in pussy is not as much fun as it sounds.”
In junior high and high school, I was medically exempted from P. E. because of a neurological condition that I have. My schoolmates were jealous of me, but they shouldn’t have been. Getting out of P. E. didn’t make my life any easier than theirs. The neurological condition itself is no fun to live with. In junior high, I wasn’t having fun while the others were in P. E. class. All I did was sit in the library and study. In high school I had to take extra academic classes to substitute for the 1 1/2 credits of P. E. that I missed.
They always leave out the really important information. In this case, “up to your neck in pussy” from which end?
I write erotica/textual porn/smut/whatever else you want to call it. I’ll write maybe a story every few months or so, depending on how inspired I am, so to speak.
Thing is, I try to make it believable stuff. If you’ve read some of my “better” stuff you can see this, because it isn’t just “hot older woman and rich younger man meet and have mind-blowing orgasms in his limousine, then continue their affair (as she’s married) for another year before getting caught in a pool of their own juices”.
They develop a relationship before the sex. And it’s really NAMFAIS. Making stuff like this up is really rather difficult especially when you consider how much experience (i.e. ~none) I have here.
And of course, the main way I got that experience is NAMFAIS. Was damn fun, though:D