i’m fulfilled
so, i have a new job. and i never imagined anything could ever possibly be better than working for a non-profit. only the thing is, that even though i work for "the man," i can now more easily go to bed knowing that i've helped someone.
this week, we had an event where, basically, the higher-ups ("bosses," if you will) serve food and chat with everyone else. and i had to man a station because, well, when you're in an EVENTS and COMMUNICATIONS position, you have to go to the EVENTS and COMMUNICATE them. so i spent three hours in the company cafeteria and ran the "guess the weight of the giant pumpkin" game and took employees' lunch trays and generally greeted everyone by first name as if my job depended on it (i'm pretty sure it does).
i got bored running the pumpkin game. even though a group of employees got together and thought they'd pick it up to figure out the weight...thereby almost knocking the 110 lb. pumpkin onto a woman's table...or her head, i'm not sure which.
so i went to collect people's trays and take them to the tray return (which is exactly what you're picturing, the thing that carries your mess to the people that are paid to clean it up). and i went over to a table of two housekeepers. i said, "may i take your trays?"
and one said, "i'm not done."
but the other, she said, "do you really WANT to do that?"
and i said, "it would be my pleasure."
she said, "no one's ever done anything like that for me in my life."
and i said, "well, i'm happy to."
and i did it. and it pretty much made my life. i mean, come on. i got to make some one's day...and get paid for it. not bad. and one nice little housekeeper, she got to save a couple of steps.
i love my job. already.
