last day at work

Today was my last day at work. Many tears were shed. My job transformed me in ways I never thought a job could. I cried after hugging each of my students goodbye, and a few staff members goodbyes really made me lose it. It was very emotional. I'm looking forward to moving, I just wish I could take my job with me. I hope the people keep in contact with me.

Its an amazing experience to know you have transformed peoples lives just by being their boss. I've had some horrible bosses, and they can really ruin your life. Its great knowing that my students, most of whom have never had a job before, can say they loved their first job, and that I'm largely responsible for it. Sounds egotistical I know, but after reading all their going away letters to me, and seeing their gifts, I began to realize just how much I meant to them. I hope their next boss can be just as great, if not better. Everyone should have an enjoyable boss.

So I head home, pretty sappy and definitely "moved". I'm excited to be alone for the weekend, despite my impending cold. And what do I do? Decide to read some tardass's blog about how librarians are worthless. Great idea! Ugh.