15 Years at Liferay: Chapter 1 - Nerf Wars, The Scary Guy, and a Good Nap

At age 22, I was a college drop out working as a flower delivery guy. In school, I studied history, biblical studies, and had seriously considered becoming a philosophy major. I was moderately happy with the job I had at the time. The flower shop owners attended my church, were effectively secondary parents to me, my coworkers were kind, and the driving afforded me lots of time to think and listen to podcasts. I did, however, have a growing anxiety about what the future held for me -- I had no master plan or roadmap for my life, and I knew that delivery wages would only go so far.

Existential quarter-life crisis or not, I was grateful to have good friends to goof off with.