One of the things I love about my job--as "housekeeping supervisor" (or as I like to call it, "chief nag") at a half-way house for recovering alcoholics and addicts--is how appreciative everyone there is of the work that I do. I am thanked often and have been told repeatedly, by clients and co-workers alike, that the House would fall apart without me.
I don't really believe the House would fall apart without me, but after shifts like the one I just had, I am sometimes tempted to test the theory.
"Chicken in the Car-The Car, She Go"
22 hours ago