When it's over, is it really over?
So I made good on my "pledge" not to blog during the season. It was a busy season that included the wedding of one of my longtime ValleyScare friends and visits to a couple of haunted attractions around the Twin Cities. I'll write more about the season that was in the days to come.
But fast forward to Saturday, Nov 16. That longtime ValleyScare friend, and her husband, hosted a game night at their home. It wasn't planned weeks in advance, so the ValleyScare representation was low, but that didn't matter so much. I had a chance to chat with two of my favorite ladies from the asylum, and we discussed a lot of things related to our years together.
As I drove home in the middle of the night, I couldn't help but think about the how and why of our conversation. If it weren't for ValleyScare, the three of us would never know each other. For all the crap we put up with each year - obnoxious customers, corporate edicts, the "Asylum cough" - it's those friendships that have kept us coming back over the years. Sure, we love putting on a show and scaring the crap out of people, but it's the people we work with that we love the most, there's no doubt in my mind.
Friendships will fall by the wayside as the years roll on, but much like our high school graduating classes, there's a bond that many of us form, a bond that won't erode over time, even if our paths no longer cross on an annual basis.
I've had great times with many of the people I have worked with over the years, and I have friendships that will last until the day I drop dead, regardless of the direction our lives pull us. Tonight was proof of that.
The benefits of my employment at ValleyScare will continue long after the day I cash my final paycheck.
But fast forward to Saturday, Nov 16. That longtime ValleyScare friend, and her husband, hosted a game night at their home. It wasn't planned weeks in advance, so the ValleyScare representation was low, but that didn't matter so much. I had a chance to chat with two of my favorite ladies from the asylum, and we discussed a lot of things related to our years together.
As I drove home in the middle of the night, I couldn't help but think about the how and why of our conversation. If it weren't for ValleyScare, the three of us would never know each other. For all the crap we put up with each year - obnoxious customers, corporate edicts, the "Asylum cough" - it's those friendships that have kept us coming back over the years. Sure, we love putting on a show and scaring the crap out of people, but it's the people we work with that we love the most, there's no doubt in my mind.
Friendships will fall by the wayside as the years roll on, but much like our high school graduating classes, there's a bond that many of us form, a bond that won't erode over time, even if our paths no longer cross on an annual basis.
I've had great times with many of the people I have worked with over the years, and I have friendships that will last until the day I drop dead, regardless of the direction our lives pull us. Tonight was proof of that.
The benefits of my employment at ValleyScare will continue long after the day I cash my final paycheck.