Remember I was dreading Sunday? Well, here’s what happened on Sunday:
I walked in, rushed in actually, cos I thought I was late. Boss’ wife was vacuuming the office when I got in. She greeted me with “What a way to spend your Sunday, huh?” and then “Here … here is your very own office key.” and hands me a key to the office. I am like “Whoa! Thanks!” she smiled and said something else funny. She’s a real nice lady. Met her on my first day there and liked her immediately.
Well, as it turns out, they BOTH liked me. A LOT! Later on, just before we closed, Boss says (after I said thanks about the key) “Oh – no worries. You should’ve had one before now, but I just never got around to cutting one before today.” And I say something like “Didn’t think I qualified for one” and he goes “Oh No! Not at all…. I was just my usual methodically late self. No, no – you’re doing GREAT! And I don’t think you’ll ever even imagine how grateful I am to you for walking in here looking for a job that day. You saved us here!”
And I nearly melted all over the floor. I’m doing great? He is grateful I came in looking for a job? I am doing THAT good that he had to SAY it to me with vim and vigor.
I gotta tell ya – that’s the kind of thing I have been missing ALL my life. Positive reinforcement about my work. I could be wrong, but I seem to remember that I had to ASK for feedback on my work before. It wasn’t very forthcoming on its own… and even when I DID ask, it was limited to one specific item or situation. Very demotivating. You go around thinking that maybe you aren’t doing such a good job because no one is saying anything. Of course, I know that you can’t ALWAYS get praise for everything you do. In fact, it is not in human nature to praise more often than it is to condemn … so I guess I understand on a very basic level what it means. But still, it was very nice to hear that I was welcome, and useful and actually good at what I do.
My mother, of course, has always said I’d excel at whatever I chose to do – but I never really listened to her – cos it’s her job to be my main and loudest cheerleader. But it turns out that she just might have been right after all. I attribute that to the perfectionist in me. If I am going to attempt something, I am going to make it as near-perfect as I can … just because any less would drive me crazy.
So, a week later, and I know I am going good at this job. I feel good.
Only problem today is, that it’s been snowing all night. Hubby got up at 2 to go into work to help be there in case there are weather related problems. I dunno how I am going to go in … oh wait, phone call. Boss called, saying to stay in and prolly that we will be closed again tomorrow too. We’ll see I guess. It’s bad out there now. (about 3 hours later) – the rain/sleet came down and covered the snow with ice. Went out just now with hubby to grab some kitteh food and was sliding all over the damn driveway to get into the truck.
I gotta tell ya, it’s annoying as hell, but I like it. Am waiting to see how many of these it’ll take for me to be like “ok this is old now.” It’s nice though, to see hubby taking a renewed interest in snow and ice and so on as he experiences it with me like it was a first time for him again.