I'm doing the happy dance.

Today was my last day working at a crap job that I’ve wanted to leave for an extremely long time. While I very much enjoyed some of my coworkers and will miss them, the work was generally thankless, and I often found myself surrounded by ineptitude.

As I was lying in bed this morning, it actually crossed my mind to not even show up at all. I had it all planned out. I’d just sleep in, and not answer the phone. What would they have done about it? But as much as I wanted to, I couldn’t bring myself to do so. So I did the responsible thing and reported for duty one last time. I was rewarded with cake and hugs, so I guess it was worth it. It also presented the opportunity to be mean to whomever I chose, and not do things simply because I didn’t want to.

Right. Who am I kidding? I didn’t make any fuss at all. In fact, while normally I would relish being mean to customers, I was actually quite nice because I kept thinking “I will never have to do this again.” (So I would hope!)

So needless to say, I am very happy right now. And yes, I did in fact do a happy dance several times today. Won’t you join me?