Yesterday was Employee Appreciation Day at my place of employment. Because I’m home with Christy while she recovers from her surgery, I missed out on the free massages, smoothies, Qdoba lunch, cupcakes, and who knows what else. It was pretty cool to reading all the tweets about it from my coworkers throughout the day. I had a nice play-by-play account of what was happening. It was almost like I was there.
Except I wasn’t.
And I was OK with that. I had something (or someone) more important to worry about.
So imagine my surprise when the doorbell rang this afternoon and I was greeted with a box addressed to me. The attached card said this:
Wish you were here to celebrate Employee Appreciation Day and we can’t wait to see you back in the office. We hope you and your family are doing well and your wife is recovering quickly.
— Matt Todd (@mattdantodd) March 8, 2013
Pretty classy, right? I don’t mean Bruce Weber classy. I mean classy classy. In all seriousness classy. I can safely say that I’ve never had an employer send me a bucket of gourmet cookies. That was totally unexpected. And extremely appreciated.
It’s little things like this that remind me that I’m surrounded by some pretty remarkable people at Slingshot. It’s little things like this that remind me why they’ve been named one of the best places to work in Indiana. Again.