Tomorrow is the first day of the last six days I have left to work at my current branch. It is also the last day that I will be working with my current manager.
I've only spent nine months at the airport, but it has been a very eventful nine months. I have learned new computer systems, seen new and old employees come and go, dealt with awesome customers as well as some of the most difficult ones I've ever heard of. I've made new friends, lost old ones, learned a lot, forgot even more, and find myself wondering if I could go back to January when I made the decision to move if I would do it all again.
I do wonder what it would have been like if I was only out there for the three months that were originally planned, or if I would have stuck to my guns and said no, I'm not going out there. The summer would have been completely different and I would have had to potentially sacrifice more of shooting had I stayed at the downtown branch, but at the same time I would have had more opportunities to spend time on the lake during the weekends that I didn't have all the time. Of course those arguments are rather trivial when compared to the experiences I gained while working during peak tourism at the busiest airport in the region. Ultimately, I believe that it was the right decision to "take one for the team" and move out to the airport.
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