i’ve only ever cried at work twice. once when shaky introuduced me to the freelancer who had been here 10 mintues and was going to affectively be the boss of me, and today.
“we were talking about you,” she said.
“oh?” i asked.
“yes, we were talking about how important you are to this team.”
“huh?”
“we just don’t like seeing you so down, like you were yesterday. thinking you were going to be fired. we would have never pulled off these launches without you. you gave these products their personality.”
“thanks,” i said, because i couldn’t say anything else. i didn’t want her to see me cry.

when things are so tossed up in the air here at work and when you know that your boss doesn’t like you at all, and when you’re nearly positive that your time here is limited, it’s nice to know that some people still notice what you do.