I was young. Not even 20 yet. I would be starting my junior year of college in the fall, but this June I was beginning a new job. Wireless, the place to be right? I knew that morning I was going to training and there would be another new person who would be doing the same job as me in the same store. I was excited to meet her. Class began and she was nowhere to be found. We went around the room and introduced ourselves. I knew her name so I listened - and no one said that name - she was not there. I should have judged her for that. She was late. About 5 mins later she bounded into the room wearing a sundress, full of excuses as to why she wasn't there on time. I should have judged her for that. I should have placed judgement on that sundress. A little under dressed and a little revealing for a first impression, but whatever. Some how we hit it off from the start. She was older than me, married, with a little girl. She drove a minivan. We went to lunch with all the people in the class and she talked and talked about how perfect her little life was. Great, I love happy people. I am glad to have met this new friend!
Everyday she was there. Everyday she was happy for me to come to work. I was only part-time so I was kinda like a 4 hour Soap break for the housewives. I could talk to her about anything it seemed and she was supportive and excited when she needed to be and sympathetic and full of advice when I needed that. She was like the best older sister ever. I could tell her anything and she wouldn't run off and tell Mom and Dad. I told her all about my awesome boyfriend. He and I had been dating for about a year and a half at that point. I loved him so much.