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When a friend leaves

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Today was my mate, A‘s last day at work. I’ve known him for two years now and it sucks that he is leaving. He has gone back to uni for postgraduate studies and thought it would be easier to resign from work and be a stay-at-home-dad while he studies.

A and I got along all right for about a month when he started back in 2013. I was on guard. Here was this psychologist — loud, outgoing, extroverted, funny, in your face, honest and open — not like many colleagues I’ve had. I guess I wasn’t sure what to make of him. Then, about a month or so after he started working with us {and usurping my position as the youngest member of the team}, he said something and made me cry at work. Funnily enough, that was probably the turning point in our relationship — we moved from being colleagues to becoming friends.

A was the guy I went to with all my dating and relationship issues since 2013. The break-ups, the mixed messages, the ‘what does it mean when a guy says…’ — A helped me with all of that. He did preface most of his advice saying ‘I’m not like most guys though…’Which I guess he isn’t. He always had the patience to listen to my craziness, my neuroses, my worries. Perhaps it comes from working with women, but he is definitely a lot more sensitive than guys I’ve met. I used to joke about how I had more testosterone than him. After all, I lifted weights more often and watched way more sport than he did!

A was also the one who thought the Partner was good for me — ‘You’re not as crazy as you usually are when dating’. Again, true because dating and mixed messages and games did my head in. And the Partner didn’t do any of that.

A’s honesty and openness have always blown me away. I thought I was straightforward and honest, but he beats me by a mile. Funnily enough, he along with my housemate Z, were the ones who made me become a more open person. And for that, I am so thankful. He was one of the few people who knew about this blog; not many at work knew of it before that. would joke about how he didn’t believe I wasn’t born here in Australia; he said I was way more Aussie than him.

A change started to occur at work since the beginning of the year. He knew he was going to resign soon. It was inevitable. And he began taking some time off to look after his kids and do the school drop-offs. I noticed  that lunchtimes weren’t as much fun anymore. It’s hard to have deep and meaningful conversations about life with yourself.

He gave me a card today. One that almost made me cry. I know we are still going to see each other — after all, he has yet to meet the Partner and I am yet to meet his wife. We also have to make time for our Tree Top adventure — it was his birthday gift to me this year. But I will miss him in the workplace. His jokes, his loud voice, his forgetfulness, his honesty, his openness and the chats we’ve had about love, life and everything else.

It’s always hard when a friend leaves. It’s harder when you get used to seeing them five days a week. Work is not going to be the same again; that much I know.

My bestie at work — I’m going to miss you, mate.

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Until next time,

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  • nabanita
    March 7, 2015 at 2:03 am

    I understand what you are feeling..Once I had such a friend but when we changed jobs, we lost touch…I hope you don’t!
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  • nabanita
    March 7, 2015 at 2:03 am

    I understand what you are feeling..Once I had such a friend but when we changed jobs, we lost touch…I hope you don’t!
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  • Nibha
    March 7, 2015 at 4:17 am

    I can relate to it as something similar is about to happen in my life a few months later… indeed with someone close gone, days are not same again… ever
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  • Nibha
    March 7, 2015 at 4:17 am

    I can relate to it as something similar is about to happen in my life a few months later… indeed with someone close gone, days are not same again… ever
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  • swati Bassi
    March 7, 2015 at 3:38 pm

    Hi
    It must have been very emotional moment for you. I can completely relate myself with your story.
    But remember distance should never come in between good friendship.
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  • swati Bassi
    March 7, 2015 at 3:38 pm

    Hi
    It must have been very emotional moment for you. I can completely relate myself with your story.
    But remember distance should never come in between good friendship.
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  • simple girl
    March 10, 2015 at 4:11 pm

    sounds like u r lucky to have a friend at workplace.
    I do not have any….
    I started getting close to one my colleagues, but she left and I feel sad for having allowed myself to get close to her..

  • simple girl
    March 10, 2015 at 4:11 pm

    sounds like u r lucky to have a friend at workplace.
    I do not have any….
    I started getting close to one my colleagues, but she left and I feel sad for having allowed myself to get close to her..

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