ree (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} reebear) wrote,@ 2009-06-17 19:35:00 |
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Today was Chris's last day as our security guard.
Chris is this incredibly likable guy. I could go into detail but honestly I've been typing and retyping and I can't think of any way to describe Chris in less space than a small novel. Let's just leave it at his method of interacting with people is extremely effective and man, I'm gonna miss him.
Chris and I started talking because of two things: diabetes and cigarettes. Diabetes because he was diagnosed last year, and talking to him about what ha'happened is easier than getting my own dad to talk about when he (dad) was diagnosed with diabetes. (My dad's idea of telling a story involves, "Hey I have diabetes. I'm okay. Alright seeya.")
Cigarettes because of the obvious. :) Chris is tryina cut down though, so I got into the habit of asking him to come outside to enjoy the great weather instead of come outside for a smoke.
(Not that the "weather" thing's stopped him. I suppose I should feel guilty about being an enabler.)
Anyway, so Chris and the 3 other security guards were supposed to only have been working at our building for 6 months while the security system was set up. Well, they've been there two years now and two years is a lot of "Hey, how you doing"-s and "Alright, see you later"-s. 'Bout a month ago, they finally got the security system up and running, and since then there's been this clock ticking over all our heads. Our building as a whole have gotten real attached to our security guards and that front lobby is sure gonna be empty without them.
We did manage a proper sendoff though. Last week (I think last week anyway) I lost a bet with Chris and Yoga guy - I bet the Lakers would lose game 4 - and so this week I brought the beer, Yoga guy brought pastries, and we all sat around drinking beer out of coffee mugs (it's just a coffee break, right?) and eating really good Cuban pastries. Chris regaled us with stories from the midwest, people coalesced and dispersed around us, goodbyes and well-wishes were said, and good times were had by all.
I wish I could put more of what I mean to say in this entry. I wanted to describe Chris but well, I just realized that over the last 2 years we've had a lot of conversations and I can't fit it all in one entry without making it so long that no one, including me, will want to read it. So I guess I'll just go play WoW now or something.
Chris is this incredibly likable guy. I could go into detail but honestly I've been typing and retyping and I can't think of any way to describe Chris in less space than a small novel. Let's just leave it at his method of interacting with people is extremely effective and man, I'm gonna miss him.
Chris and I started talking because of two things: diabetes and cigarettes. Diabetes because he was diagnosed last year, and talking to him about what ha'happened is easier than getting my own dad to talk about when he (dad) was diagnosed with diabetes. (My dad's idea of telling a story involves, "Hey I have diabetes. I'm okay. Alright seeya.")
Cigarettes because of the obvious. :) Chris is tryina cut down though, so I got into the habit of asking him to come outside to enjoy the great weather instead of come outside for a smoke.
(Not that the "weather" thing's stopped him. I suppose I should feel guilty about being an enabler.)
Anyway, so Chris and the 3 other security guards were supposed to only have been working at our building for 6 months while the security system was set up. Well, they've been there two years now and two years is a lot of "Hey, how you doing"-s and "Alright, see you later"-s. 'Bout a month ago, they finally got the security system up and running, and since then there's been this clock ticking over all our heads. Our building as a whole have gotten real attached to our security guards and that front lobby is sure gonna be empty without them.
We did manage a proper sendoff though. Last week (I think last week anyway) I lost a bet with Chris and Yoga guy - I bet the Lakers would lose game 4 - and so this week I brought the beer, Yoga guy brought pastries, and we all sat around drinking beer out of coffee mugs (it's just a coffee break, right?) and eating really good Cuban pastries. Chris regaled us with stories from the midwest, people coalesced and dispersed around us, goodbyes and well-wishes were said, and good times were had by all.
I wish I could put more of what I mean to say in this entry. I wanted to describe Chris but well, I just realized that over the last 2 years we've had a lot of conversations and I can't fit it all in one entry without making it so long that no one, including me, will want to read it. So I guess I'll just go play WoW now or something.
