What a great morning I had yesterday. Despite the monsoon. Yet another monsoon. We sure have had bizarre weather this week. Major downpours, hailstorms, snow, strong winds. All at the same time. Day after day. Pretty damn disgusting!
Will this winter EVER end?
But I’m not here to give you a weather report.
Yesterday, I met up with a gal I worked with a million years ago. In another life time. For both of us. And if she hadn’t seen my blog posted on Facebook; and, dare I say, liked it enough to become a regular reader, it probably wouldn’t have happened.
From the first time we met, we instantly hit it off. I was at Ogilvy and she was interviewing for a job. We had a very rigorous interviewing process there. Prospective employees met with upwards of seven or eight people. It was a system that worked very well. Rarely, very rarely, was anyone hired who wasn’t a really good fit.
Anyway, as I recall, I was one of the umpteen people Jane was meeting. And, like I said, we connected immediately. It was as if we’d known each other for years. In the end, we worked a bit together, but not that much, or all the time. But we’d get together often, in her office or mine, to talk about the world, what was right with it, what was wrong with it, what we were up to, the state of advertising, our love of brands, how our respective jobs were going, etc. etc. etc. And on those few occasions when we did work together, it was always enjoyable. And fun.
Then I left to go work for BBDO. Life being what it is, Jane and I lost touch. We saw each other at the odd reunion and, sadly, funeral, but that was it.
Until recently. Until Jane started reading my blog. She contacted me on Facebook. We messaged back and forth a bit. And finally decided to get together and have coffee; and a proper catch up.
Yesterday was the day.
Because I had a conference call late morning we decided to meet at a Starbucks near where I live. So I could get home quickly. Not knowing where Jane lives, when I awoke to yet another monsoon, I emailed to see if she wanted to re-schedule. Happily she still wanted to meet.
It was like all the years since we’d last seen each other didn’t exist. We simply took up where we’d left off. With another one of our wonderful, we-want-to-fix-the-world conversations. Neither one of us shut up for a minute. Nothing had changed. Except we are now both working on our own, and we’re both a
few — several — okay, okay, many years older. A lot older! Happy now?
Re-connecting is so cool. Life is hectic and challenging and, as a result, takes people off in different directions. It’s difficult to stay connected, no matter how hard we try. So when serendipity gives you another chance, it is really important to grab it. At least I think so.
Facebook has done it for me quite a lot, I’m happy to say. I think it’s probably the biggest reason I stay there, because I must say, some days Mr. Zuckerberg and his buddies really piss me off. And I’m so tempted to throw in the towel.
But something always holds me back. And I think it’s the fact I meet up with so many people from my past. People I really liked and admired. People I’d love to meet up with again. And although sometimes it’s tough to find time to actually take the online conversation to the next stage — actually seeing each other — I do try and make the effort.
So even though the weather was much more conducive to staying in bed yesterday, we both braved the elements and showed up. It was great. And hopefully it won’t be another eighteen years until we get together again.