Please, read this and believe it.
I mostly knit, sometimes crochet or cross-stitch. I read, a lot. I love cats. I love hockey, especially my no-longer-local team, the Boston Bruins. Want more? Read on.
I mostly knit, sometimes crochet or cross-stitch. I read, a lot. I love cats. I love hockey, especially my no-longer-local team, the Boston Bruins. Want more? Read on.
Why do they do this.
ReplyDeleteYears ago my husband's then-employer decided to do something else: have each employee say in detail why someone else was doing particularly well and should get a thank-you bonus for it.
Never dreaming that they might, y'know, talk to each other.
Lee nominated Richard. Richard nominated Lee. Both of them got the bonus. Pointy-haired boss gathered everybody around and read the recommendations out loud so as to, y'know, entice more let's-live-up-to-this rah rah rahs.
It wasn't till the other employees started quietly cracking up and stifling giggles that it slowly dawned on the guy mid-sentence what they had done. And why wouldn't anybody, since the bonus wasn't limited to one person. They could all have cheered each other on, and next year they would--except somehow that never got offered to them again.