I'm usually pretty coy about work here at the blog. Suffice it to say, I work in an extraordinarily beautiful setting with wonderful co-workers both human and otherwise. I've had interesting run-ins with visitors both human and otherwise. I've always enjoyed my job, which makes me an extraordinarily fortunate man.
I started off here five years ago as a part-timer... the job was a guaranteed paycheck every two weeks as I waited months for pokey clients to send checks. Before that, I'd done some per diem work for a friend of mine who is one of our site directors- yeah, I got a foot in the door through connections, but I proved myself early on. I've worked a considerable number of all-nighters, and I've worked holidays. I've always seen my role as "having everybody's back", and I certainly don't plan on that changing now that I'm the supe. Hell, in conscience, I could never ask anyone to do something that I am not willing to do (acts of fellatio are a notable exception, but that's got nothing to do with work). If the schedule demands that someone is going to have to take a beating, I've got to be willing to take it on the chin (not a fellatio reference).
Nothing really changes with the job, I just have a few extra duties, but, as I often say, my job is really cushy, except when it's not.