Bosses who give gifts are the best.
I came into work this morning to find the new Pete Yorn CD, "Nightcrawler", on my desk. It's funny as I just downloaded (Note stole) these songs on-line this weekend. I assumed it was the younger guy, my tech, Joel, who left it there. Nope. Weird. 20 minutes later, my 50-ish yr.-old, uber catholic boss calls, and says: "You're form jersey, so I figured you’d like that CD. It's yours. Keep it."
Other gifts today: Coffee and donut from Dunk's.
Other gifts to date: Sterling-silver Cross Pen Set.
Copy of the Bill Parcel's memoir about his "last season" with the NY Jets.
Chinese lunches on Friday's.
A hydrogeology text.
Yankees mouse pad and cell phone case (despite being Freegin' Sox fans).
Compliments on how hard I work, productive I am, reliable I am.
Promise of raise and promotion in near future.
Encouragement for continuing/professional education/training.
Simple "Thank you"'s and "Good Job"'s upon successful completion of projects.
Wow! What a change from the last place.
Other gifts today: Coffee and donut from Dunk's.
Other gifts to date: Sterling-silver Cross Pen Set.
Copy of the Bill Parcel's memoir about his "last season" with the NY Jets.
Chinese lunches on Friday's.
A hydrogeology text.
Yankees mouse pad and cell phone case (despite being Freegin' Sox fans).
Compliments on how hard I work, productive I am, reliable I am.
Promise of raise and promotion in near future.
Encouragement for continuing/professional education/training.
Simple "Thank you"'s and "Good Job"'s upon successful completion of projects.
Wow! What a change from the last place.