In two and a half weeks' time, I shall have to say goodbye to my colleagues. July 11 is my last day in the office but I said my first farewell today to a good friend, Barney Pelter. Today was the final day of being in the office together. He flies off to Japan and will only return on the 14th of July (and will take over my desk!).
Barney's been a good friend and colleague - rallying me on when I was at my worst and buying me snacks when I was too lazy to go out. (I know you're reading this, Barney, so I'm saying all the nice stuff!)
When Barney first joined the company, a few of us were big on Counterstrike. Barney was invited to play and fought on our boss's side. Somehow I always played on the marketing team's side, maybe in a bid to kill my boss as many times as I wished - it's a great way to relieve the tension and absolute frustration that builds up daily. Well, I made it a point to kill Barney off quickly and consistently so that he would realize who's the real boss around the office.
Our desks are opposite each other, divided by a board that gives him the opportunity to pop his head up every now and then to ask me a question about Microsoft Outlook or Excel, or about how to compose emails of a sensitive nature. Lately, we've reached the stage where we just yell over the divider.
I'll miss that. Thank you to a friend who's promised to fill me in on office gossip, who introduced me to Hayao Miyazaki's amazing animated films, who never fails to tell me that I talk too much and am too bossy, and for always telling me I should write in my weblog because there are people out there who want to read what I write.
Goodbye, Barney the colleague, but it's not goodbye, Barney the friend.