Somebody Else's Problem

Right now, I am in love with the concept of 'somebody else's problem'. Today was my last day at work, at least for now - much as I hate to think about it, I'll probably be back next summer.

But for now, everything becomes somebody else's problem. Scuba class running ten minutes past closing? Somebody else's problem! Used bandaids on the deck? Somebody else's problem! Pool vac broken again? Someobdy else's problem!

I had some awesome co-workers, and a string of awesome bosses, but I am so happy I'm not going to be seeing that place for at least another eight months or so. Three years was way too much.