Here's to you, Women's Rights Nonprofit.
I'm gonna miss Guzzle, with his positive outlook and the encouraging rhetoric. Please be part of the Brunch Club with me and Jennifer B!
I'm gonna miss you, 2.0, although I know this is not the last I'll see of you and the Mrs. We should start a damn Brunch Club!
I'm gonna miss Ivy, with your feminine sensibility and charm. Don't worry, your bangs look great.
I'm going to miss Cav, who agrees with me about taking names and what it means to live outside the Mystique.
I'm gonna miss ODG, who gets it about the Great Outdoors. And who runs the best DAG this side of the Mississippi. Enjoy the sheep... Technically I left them to you.
I'm gonna miss ME, who showed me that it's possible to play the exec game like a woman..., and I know this was a shitty time to leave you, and I wish I could have had another week.
I'm gonna miss D...in spite of his creepy weird Asian thing. At least he's honest.
I'm gonna miss Ortega, even though her family obligations prevented us from hanging out after hours.
I'm gonna miss Jeffé, and I think he'll miss me too.
Most of all though I'm gonna miss AIG, the Adorable IT Guy, who was the first person to remind me about my womanhood, who challenges my intellect, who surprises me with his gentleness, who cares about me in a weird, roundabout way, who has fantastic taste in music and in blogs, who makes me blush constantly, and who made me cry all the way home last night. You might never know it--although what do I have to lose--but you made me understand that it will be possible for me to love someone again someday. You're someone I want to be friends with forever, and I wish I had the balls to tell you. And I really hope you meet me at that stupid belly dance show in a couple of weeks, or at least that I'll see you again somewhere. I don't know if I'll ever be able to tell you what you have done for me, but I hope that somehow you can understand that in a very strange way, by stepping on my goddamned shoe, you brought me back to life.
I'm gonna miss Guzzle, with his positive outlook and the encouraging rhetoric. Please be part of the Brunch Club with me and Jennifer B!
I'm gonna miss you, 2.0, although I know this is not the last I'll see of you and the Mrs. We should start a damn Brunch Club!
I'm gonna miss Ivy, with your feminine sensibility and charm. Don't worry, your bangs look great.
I'm going to miss Cav, who agrees with me about taking names and what it means to live outside the Mystique.
I'm gonna miss ODG, who gets it about the Great Outdoors. And who runs the best DAG this side of the Mississippi. Enjoy the sheep... Technically I left them to you.
I'm gonna miss ME, who showed me that it's possible to play the exec game like a woman..., and I know this was a shitty time to leave you, and I wish I could have had another week.
I'm gonna miss D...in spite of his creepy weird Asian thing. At least he's honest.
I'm gonna miss Ortega, even though her family obligations prevented us from hanging out after hours.
I'm gonna miss Jeffé, and I think he'll miss me too.
Most of all though I'm gonna miss AIG, the Adorable IT Guy, who was the first person to remind me about my womanhood, who challenges my intellect, who surprises me with his gentleness, who cares about me in a weird, roundabout way, who has fantastic taste in music and in blogs, who makes me blush constantly, and who made me cry all the way home last night. You might never know it--although what do I have to lose--but you made me understand that it will be possible for me to love someone again someday. You're someone I want to be friends with forever, and I wish I had the balls to tell you. And I really hope you meet me at that stupid belly dance show in a couple of weeks, or at least that I'll see you again somewhere. I don't know if I'll ever be able to tell you what you have done for me, but I hope that somehow you can understand that in a very strange way, by stepping on my goddamned shoe, you brought me back to life.
2 comments:
What a sweet shout out (did I just say that?) to your work family. It is so strange how we get so involved with our work families and then ... we move on... It is the way of life, but I do believe we carry a little bit of them with us forever. Hopefully, the good bits.
God luck at your new job!
GOOD LUCK AT YOUR NEW PLACE!! I would miss my IT guy too :)
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