around Wichita

The parents and I took a trip to Old Cowtown museum today.  It was nice for them to see what it was that I did for several months a few years back.  It reminded me of why I liked working there and why I really didn't like working there.  

I really enjoyed the buildings, most of which are still original with the exception of repairs and the what not.  But I really didn't like the fact that the people didn't mesh well.  When I worked on the Island, the fact that we were all the same age really helped with the outside of work aspect.  We hung out together, got drunk together.  At Cowtown, we went to work and then went home.  And that was it.  There was not a ton of hanging out with each other outside of work.  I went out with a few people (roughly my age) a couple of times, but that was it.  It was just...there.  It was a job, it wasn't much of an experience.  

So it doesn't hurt my feelings at all when I go down there and have no remorse about not going back there the next year.  Granted, I had my full time job by the following spring, but still, if I had enjoyed the work experience, I may have been enticed to go back there for off weekends and random days.