This was us then.
Then we were 19-year-old college sophomores who wore sparkly tube tops and stocked up on dining hall cereal. We bonded over our small-town roots and older sibling syndrome and instantly labeled ourselves girlfriends (as it was clearly cooler than the middle school BFF title).
We went through everything together. From bad breakups (lady gaga and a bottle of wine (each) does the trick!) to bad grades (yes we were nerds and yes a B is something to bitch about).
After mastering the AP style book and kicking ass as partners for any and every class project, we made it to our undergrad graduation. We shed the proper tears at the idea of not spending every day together and then cut the tears short as we realized that despite taking separate professional paths (her in agency public relations, me in corporate) we were geographically only an hour away from one another.
This is us now.
Now we are 24ish professionals who traded in sparkly tube tops for earth-toned tunics and dining hall cereal for happy hour specials. After swapping stories via e-mail and gchat for a good two years, she dropped the [awesome] bomb that her agency had an opening at their NYC office. Fast forward a few interviews and apartment hunting later and it’s like we’re back in college again.
Instead of partners for class projects, we’re partners for work projects. And how awesome is it to work with your best friend, I’m sorry, girlfriend, professionally? We’re set up to kick ass on a whole new level.
Here’s to the future!