Here's to you....

This Friday will be my last day at a job I'm hated for two years. I work for one of those little companies that provide in-home health care to elderly and disabled people. It really wasn't the work that I hated. I really do like caring for people, but ultimately I wasn't doing what I wanted to do with my life. The job provided me with a paycheck while being able to be home when my kids got home from school. I found myself reminiscing while at work today about the colorful people I've met and all the entertainment they provided me the last two years. Here's to you....

To the woman who asked me to cut out expired coupons for a half hour so she could collect the fraction of a penny they are supposedly worth.

To the man who INSISTED I come on the weekend so that I could listen to him baby talk his 2 beta fish "Abraham" and "Moses" and change his socks. (yes, change his socks!)

To the woman who found fault with everything I did, scolded me, and was just nasty, only to later declare that I was "like a granddaughter" to her. (Gee thanks.)

To the hilarious 90 year old woman who measured everything she ate in tablespoons. She is planning on donating her body to science and wants it to "be in good shape when they get it!" (Loved her)

To the man who had a framed naked picture of himself in his living room! (EWWW!)

To the woman who handed me a hammer and asked me to "break down" her entertainment center and drag it to the dumpster (not in my job description, but I did it anyway).

To the woman who handed me $10 in change and asked me to go buy two cases of Diet Dr. Pepper.

To the woman with the F'n HUGE Elvis collection (wow).

To the man who never let me leave without a half bag of chips, really old candy, over ripe bananas, or (one time!) a flower for my hair.

To the man who recycles his used tissues.

I could really go on and on, but I think I'll stop. In retrospect, it was really a great job. I'll never forget you.