Here I am, trying to coerce something that is not static out of my radio so that I can attempt to win my car, when my boss strolls over into my cube and asks my how my (long and boring) meeting this morning was. We talk a bit about my meeting, and I ask him how the one he went to instead went, the usual gabbing. Then, he asks me to come into his office.
My first reaction was: "Uh-oh." I mean, I do work for a company that's been laying off people, so I was mildly concerned.
He asks me to close the door, and starts rummaging around in his cabinets, as I'm sitting in the spare chair racking my brain to try and figure out what could possibly be in that cabinet. Did he find the projector we'd been looking for these past months?
That's when he turned and handed me a small blue envelope and said "Congratulations, good job!" Woah! Turns out his boss had been given some stock options and he gave them out to key people on his team, and I'm one of them.
That's me! I'm a key person!
I really could care less about the options, which aren't that many, though they may be worth more than the paper they're printed on, which is a bonus.
But the feeling you get when someone tells you you're special, you're valued, you're a key person -- it's so nice.
I think that's something that's missing in a lot of corporate worlds don't have -- the individual recognition of 'Hey, you're important -- thanks!'
(and I still haven't qualified to win the car, but I've got everyone in the office calling in -- Richard even got a ring tone)