Friday, March 07, 2008

Goodbye Peter

Whilst enjoy a few drinks at work this evening I received the news that Peter, a member of my team at work, had unexpectedly passed away. I broke the news to the guys I was drinking with and after a few numb moments we started sharing our "funny" stories of him.

I'm not going to pretend I ever really got on with him. I didn't. But he was full of life, young and the source of many amusing/worrying/terrifying stories. Even the times he drove me to the point of getting up from my desk and walking out the room to calm my anger seem funny in retrospect.

I'll remember him for those funny times such as when he "accidentally" rubbed his crotch in the sexy new starters face, or the time he came out of the Riverside bar with a bag full of cocktail glasses, or for his inability to handle any irate customers without being just as irate back.

I'm not a believer and won't say anything crass like "I hope he's happy where he is". But I will say goodbye Peter... you partied hard.

2 comments:

  1. Anonymous5:10 pm

    Holy shit. How the hell did that happen?!...:(

    My only real memory of Peter was him spitting naughty French in my face, imploring me to touch his ass, 'you slut' :). He was pissed. (But with impeccable posture.)

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  2. I don't really know the details, only found out at about 20 to 7 on Friday night. We'll let you know tomorrow.

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