So you know how when you're doing an internship, you have a supervisor that shows you the ropes and eases you into the field? Take you under their wing and help you navigate the land mines of whatever field you're starting out in?
Yeah. On Thursday, mine quit.
So far, I'm kind of cool with this. The old supervisor gets a better, higher paying job, I get a new supervisor that I've clicked with, and the workaholic in me is thrilled that I've been handed four cases from her caseload. This wasn't supposed to happen until January or so, but on Monday, I get to work.
Something is wrong with me, right?