You don’t truly value your co-workers as friends until you’ve worked in a job where no one is your friend. Am I speaking from experience here? You bet. My previous office job involved a small cadre of people whose company I enjoyed. We started out calling ourselves the “Junior Principals,” as if the company depended on us. The crew’s size ebbed and flowed, people quit, others were hired. We had our traditions — including me usually stopping by everyone’s desk at around 10am for a chat, and of course Friday lunch — and then we’d buckle down and get to work.
Bringing Up Bebe Week 17: Being Friends in Good Times and Bad
