Where's the boat?

[edchan_the_4th]

Yesterday was bittersweet. It was my last day at Agape, that other job I worked for about 5 months. It had it's good parts and bad parts. I'd grown really fond of the kids. Even Stanley, who is a diaper digger AND known for his random acts of violence. The kids, a few of my coworkers, and the extra bit of money once a month were the only things about the job I'll miss. Those aside, I couldn't leave soon enough. The disorganization and utter pandemonium with the scheduling and lost files was so obnoxious. The 3-1 ratio of kids to staff was ridiculous, especially if all three of those kids act up on a regular basis. And the pay? Not even worth the shit you have to put up with. Those kids were totally worth it, though. I only got to know one of the new ones recently, but he's such a sweet, fantastic kid. And the little monster who always got so excited when I'd pull in the parking lot....I'm going to miss him flying out of the house and throwing his skinny little arms around me, squeezing the breath out of me. The tiny one who used my leg as a pillow, the one who liked to pick play fights with me, the 12 year old who laughed at me for being shorter than him, the one who looked like a baby turtle, all of them. Even the one who kicked me in the crotch. I'm sad to leave, yet...soooo glad I'm finally out of there! No more calls from that old woman who wouldd always schedule me on my unavailable days, no more filling out paperwork that I'd already filled out, no more harrassment, no more dealing with diapers or barf, or poop throwing, or cunt punts.

Saturday I move the remainder of my crap into the apartment. I'm not sure how I feel about that.