Tuesday, May 16, 2006

A letter from a friend

We have been friend for ages.

I remembered she always came to our office in the evening. She sat in her favorite chair and started to share her experience with her customers on that day or she came to my friend desk and browsed my friend’s music collection.

She always looks fresh even though it’s already 5.00 pm, her make up never fade. Maybe because her job as a customer service made her to be like that.

I wondered why she could be friends with my colleague because she worked at different group, later on I found out that she was worked as temporary staff in our group before. No wonder my friends knew her especially because her superior was my colleague.

I was too shy to introduce myself when she finally noticed me. She asked my name and suddenly with her “friendly” voice told me that she knew my sister. She told me that she just went back from my home town and worked together with my sister.

Then … the conversations suddenly flow like a river. Started from that day, every time she came to my office, she always greets me.

Especially when she finally moved to our group and worked with the same division with me, our topic of communication broaden.

We became closer when her office moved to the same floor with mine. I think, she made it as a habit to visit me.

She always find something new to share with me; sometimes she shared with me her week end activity as a house wife or shared her new book or shared about the weather or her experience during her holiday. It seems that she had a bunch of stories to inform me.

One of my staff said that she was the only person in the company who could make me calm while I was bursting of anger. Yes, she was the only person in the company who could make me stop my anger.

Hahaha….I remembered, one day I was lost my temper up to my head and she ..as usual .. with her “ordinary friendly voice” came to my office and shared her experience of something that she read. She did not realize that my staff was frightened to hell because of what she did. They worried that I would yell at her.

What an old story ….

Now, it’s been almost 16 years since I met her at my office, and she is still the same person that I know.

The person whose kind, naïve, stubborn (the stubborn person that I have ever met) and passionate (sometimes she did not mean to flirt; she just did it because she is a kind person, until that person showed their affection. Then she realized that she had made a mistake).

The person who has the same in common with me, we love book, music and film, except that she’s a broader range of music genre and films.

The only person who never talk something bad behind me, the only person who always criticize my shirt, my socks, my tie…

We have shared everything along our life, our dreams, our sadness, everything.

She is not the perfect one but I know that every time I need a shoulder to cry on, she always there for me.

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