In August 2014 I decided to pack up all of my belongings and move to a different state. I was working at the local YMCA in my hometown, and I decided to transfer to the Cooper YMCA so that I could still pick up some hours, and bring in at least a little fun money. I never intended to stay there for very long, but here I am three years later, and I don't really see myself quitting any time soon.
Now there are only a few people that I started with that still work there, and I cannot thank them enough for putting up with my shenanigans all of these years. I have such strong bonds with a lot of the people that started a few months ago, and I cannot believe that I have only known them a few short months. The normal staff that I work with at night aren't just co-workers at this point. I have known some of them since the actual day that I started. We talk about anything, and everything. None of us really censor ourselves with each other anymore, and we tell it like it is. Working with kids, we all know how stressful it can be, and we all make the best of it. We learned how to make the never ending shifts more enjoyable, and we learned how to survive. We are constantly making jokes, and messing around with each other so much that I enjoy going to work. How many people get to work with their best friends? We all have each others back for all of the ridiculous stuff that life throws at us, and we all know way too much about each others personal lives, but I wouldn't have it any other way. We have all grown up so much over the past few years, or even in recent months. None of us are the same as when we started, and it is crazy to think of who we were when we all first met, and started working together.
They have become my home away from home, and I can't imagine working without them anytime soon. There is absolutely nothing that I wouldn't do for any of the night staff squad. I will never be able to thank any of you enough for my "I work too much breakdowns", relationship problems, complaining about how hungry I am, supporting all of my future careers, me yammering on, and on about school, and everything else that comes out of my mouth.
You guys really are the best, and I don't know what I'm going to do when we all get our big kid jobs, and go to different colleges. I cannot wait for all of our reunions that are going to be annual now, because after seeing you all 5 times a week and only seeing you every couple years is just simply not enough. I promise I will never make s'mores at any of these reunions. Oh, and we all have to wear our good ol' blue T-shirts and jeans. Love you all more than you will ever know, and I hope that you still love me when I burn whatever food I bring to the reunion. (I will bring the perfect enchilada dip though, I promise). No matter where we all end up, we are always going to have our coloring table talks, snowball fights, scooter rides, and ringing the doorbell far too many times to irritate everyone back in CW. Oh, and the group snap chat because we all need to know what each other is doing at all times, obvi.