I'm not sure how many of you remember my work buddy, G. Well, he sent me this e-mail on my final day of work here at AU...
Two friends were walking through the desert. During some point in the journey, they had an argument and one friend slapped the other one in the face.
The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand:
Today, my best friends slapped me in the face.
They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath.
The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him.
After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone:
Today, my best friend saved my life.
The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?"
The other friend replied, "When someone hurts us, we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it."
I was actually touched and feeling a slight tinge of emotion. Until, that is, I read the next couple sentences that he wrote...
And after I write your name on a stone, I shall throw it at your head for leaving AU. :) You will be missed, but I am still going to bug your ass by writing you at your personal email!!! See you later...
G
Smart ass.
But I'll miss ya, G.
And I'll miss a bunch of other people as well.
This is really happening, isn't it?
