Yesterday, I was the emergency librarian at one of our branch libraries where there are tons of teenage patrons. Some of them were creating a ruckus and as I escorted them to the door, I realized that nothing says "retired" like a feeling of complete calm as one invites a group of very noisy teenagers to leave the bulding.
Was I truly pissed at them? Not particularly. Did they need to leave? Yes. Did the confrontation cause me any problem at all? No way.
In the past I would have been concerned that this was an escalating behaviour problem that I would have to deal with on a day to day basis. It would have made me feel anxious.
But I'll never see these kids again. So I could do the right thing without a second thought.
I must be retired.