Friends at work

Monica's BFF Tara came over to spend the night.  She lives in Oak Grove, the town we used to live in, so I stopped by to pick her up on the way home.  Those girls just gel.  I've always told the girls to surround themselves with people who make them feel good about themselves.  To heck with some of the local girls who criticize them.  Tara makes Monica feel good about who she is.

Kevin will come home this weekend.  Maybe tomorrow, maybe Sunday.  It depends on when he can schedule some more time with his son, Jonathan.  Sorry, Jon.  I can't get used to that.  "Jon."  I'll keep saying it until it sounds natural.  If Kevin can't see him until afternoon, I want him to wait until Sunday to come home.  Kevin doesn't do well, driving after dark.  He gets too darned sleepy.

I want to take a minute to be thankful for my friends at work.  I work with some idiots.  I work with some lazy people.  I work with some people who are a total waste of oxygen. 

I swear, some of the people I work with are too stupid to open a program before asking someone else what might be happening.  "Hey there, Sparky, hows about you open the danged program and see if you can repeat the issue?  Just a thought, dumbass."

I work with a lot of losers.  HOWEVER...I work with some really cool people, too.  I have folks there who "get" me.  We can joke to keep things light.  Just a certain look can bring uncontrolled laughter from these people.  We pass in the hallway and say a 1-liner, and leave the other in stitches for hours.

If I'm grumpy, they ignore me.  If I'm happy, they join in the fun.  If I'm really down, they offer a shoulder.  These people aren't coworkers, or teammates; the are friends.  The real kind of friend.  The kind that you can trust with anything.

Granted, there are more idiots than friends, where I work, but the few REAL friends make up the difference.

I raise a glass (or a can) and tip my hat (I'm not wearing a hat) and salute (not the boys scout salute, I don't know that one) you, my friends.  Thanks for making me love the place in which I work each day. 

I see you more than I see my family, during the week.  I travel with you, and I attend meetings with you.  You rock!

Ciao!