Jacques Maritain (French Catholic Philosopher) and me could be best buddies. If only he weren't dead.
We both think gratitude is important.
I'm truly grateful for the work I do. I know how fortunate I am to be at home all day writing interesting and diverse pieces for some great clients.
At the same time, I DO work very hard.
Going back to yesterday, on meeting deadlines...
I actually finished the work I had to complete at half past three. I THOUGHT. Well, I DID finish it and sent it off, explaining I was catching a train to London at 5 o'clock. Hooray, I thought. I'll have time for a shower and something to eat before I go. Then the phone went... "Caroline, I know you're heading off at 5 but could you just...?"
I worked on the train. I worked in Pret A Manger (other eating places available) while stuffing a sandwich down my face. I worked in the open-air theatre while waiting for A Midsummer's Night Dream to start. I worked in the interval, and when we got home at 12.30 a.m. I worked until 2.30 a.m. And got it done.
The thing is, I don't mind working so frantically hard for someone who appreciates it and takes time to tell me. I had an e-mail last night. Here is part of it (NOT repeated for the purposes of making me look good but to illustrate why I love what I do)
"Just wanted to
say thanks – you have been absolutely bloody ace in your stoic and
unstinting support throughout the course of this challenging project –
I’m personally under a lot of pressure to deliver not only this tender,
but three other important interim campaigns in store...
I am grateful that your appreciation of the situation and dedication to
turnaround has been so incredible. Without it, in the timelines we have
been working towards, I would simply be dead in the water.
Big respect. "
This is a lesson in how to motivate co-workers. Bosses everywhere take note. (Not MINE - I'm lucky enough to work with three exceptionally switched on people who DO acknowledge hard work.)
Mind you, I'm a bit knackered today...