I love my job. I have an office and a desk and a computer. I have a drawer full of pens and paperclips. They gave me keys and an identification tag that opens doors. I get paid every two weeks. People know me there. Some of them think I'm funny. They pay me to talk to people and do paperwork. And today was really great. I got paid to feel like a hero. One of our drivers had a van accident. I overheard the phone call where the news came out. I put on my coat, stuck my phone in my pocket, grabbed some keys and went "To The Rescue!" I drove another van to the scene of the accident. I passed the two highway patrol cars, pulled over ahead of the van that was in an accident, and put on my hazard lights. I got out of the car, hugged the driver who was feeling a little shaky, and moved the five clients, one by one, into the van I drove there. No one was hurt. I chatted with everyone and offered reassurance. Then I got in as a passenger and she drove us back to work. I know it wasn't much but dang, I felt good. How often do I get to feel like a hero? Like never! So today was good.
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