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21st Century Lesbian Trailer Trash

These are the mad musings of a middle aged woman, dyke, nurse, poet. I have a dog, a cat, a mobile home, and delusions of grandeur.

Location: California, United States

Friday, October 21, 2005

Pay It Forward

I had some fun last night, at the end of my workday. It was a day filled with stress, with people fighting and bickering and not wanting to listen to each other. It was a day where my Project Pile seemed to grow like Topsy. And my Out Box was not shrinking. It was the kind of day where all of my employees seemed to have the need to tell me what I could do to be better at my job.

My bag was slung over my shoulder, and as I was running out the door I looked around and saw that the nursing staff was working like a well oiled machine. Everyone was busy and engaged. The residents seemed to be quiet and happy. I had spent several hours dealing with a night shift that does nothing but cause distress to each other and to the residents. Watching the afternoon shift helped me to feel like less of a failure.

Someone asked me what I was going to do for the evening and I said that I was going to stop at Starbucks. Oh my! Several people got that look in their eye. The look of the 4 year old watching big sister or brother opening their birthday presents.

A friend had given me a Starbucks gift card a couple of weeks ago. I had no idea how much it was worth but an idea occurred to me. 9 of the 11 nursing staff wanted a Starbucks. Why not? I hopped into my car, gift card in hand, and drove about 2 miles to their nearest store. My friend had been generous. There was more than enough to cover the tab. I drove back to the facility with 9 coffee drinks sitting on the floor of my passenger side.

I never did get my Starbucks. But I felt really good. And was reminded once again how little it takes to thank someone. And to let them know that they are appreciated.

Kinja, the weblog guide


Blogger Seabiscuit said...

That was a nice gesture. Have you seen the movie, Pay It Forward? I have. That movie brings a tear to my eyes. Hugs.

5:53 PM PDT  
Blogger Laurie said...

Awwww Pam, that must have meant alot to the staff. The fact that you took the time to go and come back with a treat for them that they really wanted.
I have had a few nice bosses in my time. It just made us want to work like a fine oiled machine, to do our best for or beloved boss.
Not that I don't like to do my best always, it just makes a person feel like you are appreciated and that makes the work feel good.

10:35 AM PDT  

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