Thursday, October 16, 2025
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Quinten started as my coworker, but became my closest friend.
He was a brat, and one of the only people sassy enough to match me.
We had a lot of different beliefs and views, which made for excellent debates. Even when we would frustrate each other it was always fun to debate random topics. From religion to Marvel characters he always had a strong opinion, and I always loved hearing them, even though I thought he was wrong, I admired the way he thought about things, and how he was never scared to voice his perspectives. Whenever we ran out of things we disagreed on we'd fight about things we shared the same views on, just for fun. I loved having someone who could pick a fight and still be your best friend immediately after.
If we weren't debating we were nerding out about something or another, probably loud enough that everyone in the building could hear us. But we really didn't care. I never felt embarrassed when he was around because he always made me feel understood. He was like that for a lot of people.
There's a lot of things that are hard to talk about in life, emotions that are hard to express, and problems that seem impossible to overcome. But Quinten was always there to help, even if he would just lock you in the freezer and tell you to scream until you felt better, or tell you that you're a nerd for thinking about it so much, he always understood and somehow made it feel like no big deal.
I miss having a friend to challenge my point of view, and I miss having a friend I could tell anything to.
I miss you Quinten, you were my best friend, I just wish I could've been a better friend to you
