Today at the New Job…(It shall be called the New Job until it is no longer new. Which will be when I get used to it all and these sorts of things stop completely shocking me.) My boss was struggling with creating a flyer/poster, and I was kinda not doing much, plus I love doing that sort of thing, so I told her I’d handle it.
I did it, and it was fine. I mean, nothing crazy or fancy, but I got the info out there, and I made it look attractive, and I even sought out and followed all the branding guidelines for our department. I finished it up toward the end of the day and emailed it to my boss.
Within minutes she called me into her office. I walked in, and she was sitting there with her own boss, and she proceeded to tell me how much they both loved what I’d done and how amazing it was.
Really?
I was sort of just shocked. Then on the way home I was thinking about what had happened, and I actually started to cry. I mean, she made a point of praising me, in front of her own supervisor, for the quality of my work. I can’t even tell you the last time something like that has happened to me.
I was so completely used to every single thing I did at work being criticized, torn apart, completely re-done, and (in my opinion), destroyed. If I did do something perceived as “right,” I was unlikely to hear a thing about it. Sad that my highest goal was to get no response when I turned something in or completed a task.
On a lighter, and related, note: Yesterday it dawned on me that I actually answered the phone, helped the person on the phone, and then went on about my day. I didn’t have to spend twice as long documenting the call as I actually spent on the call. I just did the thing, and it was done, and that’s it.
It’s amazing. I could get used to this.