The work culture at the Boys and Girls Club is laid back and chill with a little bit of caring. Like we're all just living through the madness which causes us to care about whether you are going crazy or mostly insane for the day. And, if you need help, most likely, someone's got your back. And this help totally extends to lunch food.
I've made cookies and little treats for the staff, but when the day arrived that I was going to the store over break and causally asked if anyone wanted something, I was not prepared for a list of requests, totally about $8. That's like half of my paycheck (just kidding). But I was still not happy about it.
After reflecting about my purchase of oreos and pretzels, I realized my heart was in the way wrong place. If I can bless a group of people I totally care about through a little bit of store bough snacks, why not? Here's a little list of all the kind things my co-workers did for me this summer:
- moved me in
- let me borrow a car
- fed me
- listened to my stress rants
- helped me stay sane
- invited me to a barbecue
Yeah, I gotta let this white-knuckled grip on money go. It's just materials, and it is so rewarding to see people enjoying something you've given to them. So, as I go to move into school today, I'm a little sad because all those wonderful people are also moving in to their schools and I will miss them terribly. But I'm also joy-filled because they are awesome and I cannot wait to see how they impact the world, because they sure impacted me.
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