A bunch of us colleagues and ex-colleagues (and a boyfriend) got together for brunch last Saturday morning. A small reunion of sorts, if you will.

Four of us had left, one had gone freelance (that would be yours truly), and there had been many changes to the company since, but as far as we were concerned, everything was still the same. We were still the same.

We congregated at a mamak near the office, a place we used to frequent for lunch. We ate a lot, baked a little in the sun before deciding to move indoors, talked and generally had a good time. I did anyway.

As I was driving home, I thought about how comfortable I was with these guys, and how they were all genuinely good people. And I thought, not for the first time, how lucky I was to have landed in the midst of this bunch – including those from the team who couldn’t be there – and how lucky my boss was to have found us all.

Skills can be bought, even dedication and hard work, but sincerity and chemistry within a team? I reckon that’s pretty hard to find. Certainly not something money can buy.

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3 Responses to Sometimes, I get lucky

  1. stef says:

    I feel the same, but you’re the one with the words for it. made me smile reading it. :)

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