The Myth of Ms. Martel

I recently met my old coworkers John, Danielle and Catherine for drinks. It had been awhile since we had last gotten together and it was great to catch up.

Naturally, we began discussing old memories and the conversation turned a little gossipy. That just tends to happen when you're reminiscing. You're curious about what happened with so and so, and it seems like the right time to share never before revealed stories.

They say that a drunken man's words are a sober man's thoughts. Well I hate to admit it, but some of our words were less than admirable regarding a few of our old colleagues. In this competitive, dog-eat-dog world it's just so easy to get under peoples' skin.

Then our friend Ms. Martel's name was brought up.

There was no scandalous gossip.
There were no digs.

Instead, all we could talk about was how much we missed our friend who has since moved out of the city.

It was agreed that Ms. Martel had the rare traits you hope to find in a coworker/friend. She could effortlessly put a smile on your face, even in the most stressful of times. She had no problem of keeping the mood light by making fun of you and herself, and she never complained.

It was crazy. At one point the bartender and even some homeless guy outside had come over to chime in "Ah yes, Ms. Martel..." (we're not exactly sure how they knew her).

She certainly left a lasting impression... and a great one at that.

...What thoughts are associated with YOUR name?