Today was one of my very favorite co-worker's last day, and I'm so bummed about it that I can hardly keep my head together.
I personally think that the people you work with can really make or break a job. They're like the icing on a cake...the cake underneath might be fantastic but you're not really going to go back for seconds if it's covered in that shortening based white fluff, right?
In high school I worked at a local golf course, and I loved the job. I could be outside all day, my boss pretty much left me alone and the work was so easy a trained monkey could have done it. I was basically free to enjoy the beauty of the course and listen to my discman. The only downer was the all my co-workers were pretty arrogant guys who thought it was beneath them to pick the used banana peels out of the golf cart cup holders. The job was rad, but the co-workers? Lame.
So it really stinks when someone that I like so much leaves. She was pure, rich, velvety chocolate ganache whose personality and skills perfectly complimented the sweetness of this job...and I'm going to miss her terribly.