Wow...thanks!
Aug. 11th, 2004 09:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pegkerrNo matter what may feelings may be about my job as a legal secretary legal administrative assistant, I do say that I work for some awfully nice people.
Last Friday, one of my attorneys asked for my assistance in getting out some personal letters out. I did it and didn't think anything of it, but he surprised me this morning by giving me a thank you note enclosing a gift card for Caribou Coffee (there's a Caribou Coffee across the street).
A thoughtful gesture like that really does make a difference.
How have your bosses given you thanks for a job well done, or for above-and-beyond effort? Or how have you thanked the people you work with? Or anyone else in your life?
Or tell me the story of a nice surprise you received from someone recently.
Last Friday, one of my attorneys asked for my assistance in getting out some personal letters out. I did it and didn't think anything of it, but he surprised me this morning by giving me a thank you note enclosing a gift card for Caribou Coffee (there's a Caribou Coffee across the street).
A thoughtful gesture like that really does make a difference.
How have your bosses given you thanks for a job well done, or for above-and-beyond effort? Or how have you thanked the people you work with? Or anyone else in your life?
Or tell me the story of a nice surprise you received from someone recently.
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Date: 2004-08-25 07:48 am (UTC)Back in my senior year of college, one of my part-time jobs was creating the plates and plates and plates of bacterial cultures for the microbiology classes. This meant a lot of nights where I came in at midnight and days that were interestingly cut up by trips to the lab because the cultures had to grow for a specific amount of time before they were used the next day. The lab supervisor was a much older woman who had a reputation as a harridan with a lot of the students. Luckily, she and I got along pretty well.
One of my midnight trips in happened to coincide with my birthday. I walked into the lab, set my backpack down, and started to set up my burner and equipment... and then noticed the 9"x7" birthday card propped up to stand on the counter. It was a really lovely painting of a scene from Tolkien -- we'd recently discovered that we were both rabid Tolkien fans and had bonded over that. Written on the back was a gracious thank-you for my hard work and strange hours, and a hope that I'd had a happy birthday.
Sadly, the card has gone missing in the many moves since then, but I've never forgotten her kindness.