You say goodbye and I say hello. Hello hello?

Are you hearing music?
I love a lot of Beatles songs but they weren't great musicians.
Wonderful song writers. Not great at the technical stuff.

First day on the new job.
I was supposed to be there at 10, GPS said "24 minute drive" but I left my house earlier than I needed to just in case traffuck got crazy.

It didn't. I arrived a half hour early.

Sat in my car for a few minutes, but I'd rather sit in my car in the parking lot of my destination than sit in the car on the freeway, swearing about being late. Next time I'll bring my tablet so I can read if I'm early.

Today's training stuff was an orientation and tour of the facilities.
An hour and a half of HR stuff that could have been in an email, then a lunch order (sandwiches from Jimmy John's) and some computer time.

They wanted to make sure we could access our training websites, but it doesn't make sense to me that they wanted to do that today when we're not doing the training until next week. Ah well.

I'll be working during the mornings at the office this week and meeting my new young humans and getting to know the adult humans who work at my site as well.

I am going to be responsible for making sure their hours are correct for payroll and learn about their strengths and what they do at the school.

The morning shift at my school will be handled by one of them, I won't be working split shifts for this employer. I'll eventually be doing a bit of stuff at home, going to fix a work space this weekend in the momcave.

Yesterday afternoon, my last shift with my kids wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. Kids brought me gifts, I got handmade little cards, I got hugs. Ended up with 30 bucks to spend at Target and 50 for Amazon. Unnecessary but appreciated so much.

I didn't get all emotional. I've been fine, surprisingly.

It didn't rip my heart out the way it did when I left my other job six years ago.

My feelings weren't less, but I wasn't worn out from putting up with a year of harassment from a crazy narcissistic bitch before I left this time, either. 
I am sorry I had to leave, but it was the right decision.

I saw a couple of the parents for the first time since I turned in my notice, too.

One of them was furious and demanded some email information for someone above Madge. Apparently Madge was unconcerned about the emails they sent to her and summarily dismissed them.

But the organization made email addresses easy, C.ExecOfficer@CheapAss.org.

So I passed along the contact information for the CEO.

Madge and the rest of the gang have kept him in the dark about a few things, one being the size of the waiting list at the school. They engaged in some computer subterfuge to keep him from knowing, since he doesn't like kids being on a waiting list.

It's laziness on the part of some of his minions, instead of going to the school and trying to arrange a different program space (they used to be in the cafeteria and swapped back and forth between the gym and the cafeteria each day for a bit until SUN came in and took over the whole damn building ) 'cause minions sit in the office and do, well, I am not sure what they do.

The cafeteria/gym/cafeteria thing worked well, but after the pandemic, they got a new principal and the arrangement changed. The minions didn't try to fix that, they just let it go. Because the minions make the same amount of money whether they're doing a good job or not.

I wasn't supposed to know all that. Madge let it slip quite awhile back.
It's possible that I told all this to the few parents who asked.

I mean, what were they gonna do, fire me?

The person they hired to run the program there probably won't end up staying with the company, she's too smart and won't be content there. Company's not organized well enough and there are so many possibilities for her.

Not my problem, of course.

None of it is my problem anymore.

They said goodbye, and I say hello.