Going Home

After returning from training last night I realized that the last four hours of my life had been spent playing games like apples to apples and taboo. What does this have to do with childcare? Absolutely nothing if you ask me. Though we had fun, my team and I agreed that our time would have been better spent doing just about anything else. Our managers showed no interest in teaching and most members showed no interest in learning. Now I'm all for fun, but if I am called to a mandatory seminar on a Friday night I would have hoped it would have been an actual seminar instead of a cheap hangout session. My irritation was only doubled when we tried to leave the building and found out that we were unexpectedly locked in. I was then forced to whiteness multiple attempts at getting the door open. Everything from debit cards, to jut plain kicking the door, until someone finally read a sign that said if locked in call campus security. After a brief thirty-minute wait, they finally arrived, and there was no sweeter sound to me than the words of my team leader saying, "Lets go home!"