Yesterday was my birthday. Like many women over the age of __, I was feeling medoncoly and simply wanting the day to pass. Other than our H.R. person giving me a card, no one else here at work knew it was my birthday. UNTIL..... Mysteriously a big note was posted on the employee cord board wishing me a happy birthday. I was handling that fine with the occational greeting from coworkers. My boss didn't say anything though, just placed an greeting card on my desk. This was late afternoon and I was SO ready to be home. I opened the card and I teared up. The majority of the staff had signed it. It was a simple gesture, but it meant a lot to me. I am still technically a Temp since they brought me back after laying me off 2 1/2 months before that. Complicated, I know. Coming back as a part-time temp after being laid-off as a full time permanent employee was uncomfortable at best. Everyone was so glad to see be back, but since I was a temp, I no longer felt connected as a team member. I had lost my medical, dental, life insurance as well as all of my vacation, sick and personal days. And there was no getting what I had earned back. I have been resentful and just plain put-out. But I hung in, smiled and treated all with respect whether they deserved it or not. After all, any job is still a job.
So receiving a card that my boss had taken around for co-workers to sign for ME was heartwarming and it touched me.
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