At the last minute, RP and I had lunch with some of this crew.
It happened because the agency recruiter -- I saw something online that said that this person had also left the agency (voluntarily, I believe). I sent a congratulatory email, then I sent a note to BC's Finest. BC and I sent a few emails back and forth and before I knew it, I was being invited out to lunch at No-Name's.
When I last saw the crew, which was maybe a day before I started my current job, I had lost, I dunno, maybe 55 - 60 lbs. Now I've lost 86 and my body has reconfigured enough that it looks like a lot more.
So RP met me and we went in to have lunch with the crew. We were seated at one of those long tables. Clockwise, from directly to my right: RP, me, BC's Finest, Disorganized Luddite with Sick Cat, then on the other side of the table, Person with Cute Dog, Quiet Guy with Good Computer Skills, Guy Who Does a Mean Bob Dylan Impression (I also referred to him as Guy Who Taught Me Stuff), As-Yet Unnamed Person but is O'B's Boss and Guy Who Knows Reporting.
They remarked on how I look, they asked me about the nueva job, they told me nearly nothing about how anyone else is doing. It was ... typical.
I did miss seeing The Map, but there was some big meeting on that side so The Map was otherwise engaged. I didn't miss The Snorter, etc. as much but that person was also a part of said meeting so I was spared.
Guy Who Knows Reporting told me that my old title of Data Empress has been given to the Fashion Victim (yes, this person is female). That's okay, as I am called Data Loading Goddess at my new job.
Years ago, when I was practicing law, I was the EBT (Examinations Before Trial, AKA Depositions) Queen, then I was the Auditrix (when I was auditing) and then eventually the Data Empress/Access Whisperer and now I am the Data Loading Goddess. I suppose that's a step up in the world. I feel very Shiva-esque.
Except I should have a mouse in one hand, a pen in another, a phone in a third and my outfit should be composed of Post-It Notes and old floppy discs.
Oh yes -- the lunch -- it was pleasant but not super-memorable, like lunches like that are. But it was memorable for one thing -- now RP can attest that he has really met the above people and they really do exist.
And, they eat seafood.