Today, someone thanked me for a “great training class.”
Which reminded me, yet again, how much I liked doing my job. Little notes of gratitude like the simple, privately-spoken comment I received today have become the moments I live for. These are my thank-you’s, and I will keep them all to myself for future admiration when I’m old and wanting to feel awesome again, thank you very much.
You know who else likes teaching so much?
My best friend Sheila.
She’s a bit of an obsessive individual, especially when it comes to things about health and environment and upcycle crafts and having the right-colored pen when checking papers. She’s partly intimidating and partly adorable, something even I would admit is confusing. She likes sugar, not spice, and practically swoons at everything nice. She’s logical and nerdy, to a fault, like you’d appreciate a rainbow and she’d tell you how it’s…
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