Damn my co-workers! I’ve grown to care about them now, and quite fervently, at that!

It just happened: over the last couple of months they’ve turned into more than just colleagues, but into something of another wacky little family that I’ve had the fortune of entering into.

Now, long after every drink and customer is served, and even after the lights go out, I catch myself wondering about my co-workers while we’re apart, and reflecting on all of the conversations we’ve had:

In the span of just a few months, through every word we’ve exchanged we’ve built whole worlds around each other. I’ve learned greatly from these worlds, and I can only keep learning from them!

This is as exciting as it is strange.

On the one hand, it’s exciting because every day at work both me and my coworkers are all getting closer to the next part of our lives, or to the next version of ourselves that we need to be, and to do this around or alongside one another is to share a process of culmination.

It’s to mutually create an air of growth, the possibilities of which are endless; as we each grow by ourselves, we also influence one another to grow, creating a kaleidoscope, or an ever-expanding process of new perspectives.

Because of this, I can see why people remain at certain jobs for years and even decades of their lives. It’s all a matter of taking one day at a time, learning, and showing up again the next day because each time is so different from the last.

On the other hand, it’s scary to think of how my job has grown on me.

It all happened so fast! One day I just got up from bed and found myself more than ready to go to work, but committed to it. At a time in my life when commitments are rather daunting ideas, this was different.

In the moment I realized I didn’t just have to go to work — but that I wanted to — I stopped seeing my coworkers as just some other group of people, but as my team: a cast of individuals who — like me — were showing up to the task in order to keep the fight going.

At the same time, in that moment, the meaning of work changed: apart from being a responsibility, work came to light as a journey to create sustenance in the face of an uncertain future. It became about building a life, and building a life became a grand privilege to enjoy.

Moreover, alongside my coworkers — these People of Los Angeles — the privilege of building became fun. It became mysterious to think about how we’d get through another shift together, and fascinating to think about how we always found some new way to joke and laugh together.

It’s even more fascinating to think about how I’m still there. As a result, every day with my coworkers isn’t just new, it’s a ride, a puzzle, and a story.

Of course, the ride isn’t always a smooth one, but one thing’s for sure: it’s always an adventure.

In this vein, yours truly has been adventuring, and rest assured: the best is yet to come! As the holiday season brings us together again, there’ll be a world’s worth of more to share and enjoy.

With Honor and Respect,



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Born and raised in the Los. Los Cuentos. J.T.

2 thoughts on “Bah’!

  1. It is amazing how things workout like that though. I mean, sometimes you meet a person and your don’t really expect much out of them. But then one day (a few months to a few years later) you wake up and realize; My life was so dull without you in it…

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