The Truest Sign of Friendship

After I graduated from college a year ago (holy crap) I moved back to the town where I had grown up, a great little city with an abundance of beautiful houses and parks, big old trees along wide streets that make canopies of shimmering green in the spring sunshine, minutes from the queen lake of the adirondacks, lake george, 15 minutes from the horse racing glory of Saratoga and in my mind, right back where I started.

Most of my friends had cut and run. Despite the charm of the city, there are very few jobs unless you want to work in a paper plant or Boston Scientific. Coming home felt a little like a failure... all this work and all the success I had in college going toward.....??? But I consoled myself with the thought that it was not permanent. I had a good job with great people. I could figure some stuff out and relax a little before jumping into the next chapter.

Having few friends in the area however, proved to be a little tricky. Luckily, one friend of mine from high school got a job as an elementary school teacher at a local school and has been my saving grace as far as friends goes. You see, she got set up on a blind date with the cousin of her boss, and though their first few dates will go down in the history books as "worst blind dates imaginable", it is a testament to both their characters that they stuck around for what is turning out to be a great relationship.

How this affects me; the new dude in the picture turned out to be a fun guy with fun friends and we have had some good times over the past few months. But being something of a guarded person, I don't tend to let people in all too easily. Despite my very friendly demeanor, you have to work to gain my trust, -isn't it funny how just a few times of really getting burned in your youth because you trusted people can have a ripple effect that follows you for the rest of your life? Life lesson- don't shit on people. You're sending out some seriously bad karma that will absolutely bite you in the ass. That being said, once you've gained my trust, you're stuck with me, for better or worse.

So this new dude, was a good guy, I knew that much. And he was good to my friend which worked in his favor, but it wasn't until this past Monday after a softball game and dinner outing with the group that I felt truly embraced as one of "the gang".

And what was this defining moment you ask.... I got hardcore, buttcheecks against the glass of my driver's side car window mooned by new dude. Now you all know the secret to my heart, ass cheeks. hehe.