a moment in time

I recently went to a friend’s birthday party, a friend who I used to work with, a friend I acquired during what I have deemed the perfect moment in time.

She is part of a crew of people I used to work with at my former place of employment which shall remain nameless.  It wasn’t a great place to work.  It was corporate, always on the verge of collapse, run badly, creatively stunting and, for the last few years before they cut me loose, every day I walked in the front door it sucked a tiny part of my soul out of me .

But, within the walls of this corporate institution, there existed a group of people I fell into who wound up becoming some of the greatest friends I will probably ever meet.

I don’t make friends easily.  Up until that job I had not worked anywhere where there was even a handful of people I liked.  Im a loner by nature, always have been.  And it actually took me a long while to infiltrate this group.  It was a close knit group.  Many of them had been working with each other for years and some were best friends coming in.  They were loud and obnoxious and had story after story from their collective histories they would tell over and over to anyone who would listen.  They were super intimidating to say the least.  But they wound up being people who were like minded and equally as rude as I was, and I slowly slid into the fold and began creating my own stories with them.

We always joked about how it was an anomaly to fall into such a great group of people you liked working with and actually liked as people too.  I looked forward to going to work…not because I liked it there but because I knew THEY were there.

At this point in time, many of us have moved on…different jobs, different states. For some of us its been a while since we were there…for others its not been all that long.  But what I can tell you now is I’m pretty sure it was in fact a perfect moment in time that probably wont happen again.  It was our perfect storm.  I currently work with people I like…but its not the same.  This group is like family to me now.  I celebrate birthdays with them, stand by the as they fall and help them back up, trudge through illness and watch them become awesome dads and moms.

Out of the chaos, unhappiness, unrest and frustration of the job itself something great formed.  And no matter what happened there that I didn’t like or how badly it ended for some of us, I wouldn’t pass up that moment in time for anything.

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