Sometimes, right in the middle of a perfectly ordinary workday, a coworker does something so unexpectedly human that it quietly changes how you see your job and the people in it. These stories prove that work is not just about tasks or titles but about the human connections that quietly make all the difference.
- We were literally the dream team. We had this amazing director who hired the coolest people and we all got on so well we were like a big family.
Truly not a single problem. The customers could tell too! They all would come in and ask for us specifically by name because we were so good, and everyone would say they would rather travel 40 minutes to get to our location than travel 10 minutes to get to one of the other locations in our city.
We all supported each other through breakups and weddings and babies and every little thing in between. I may never experience that again but I’m glad I got to experience it for a little while. ©
- Oddly enough, my first job in fast food had the best team I’ve ever been a part of. The entire team had amazing chemistry.
We’d go out partying all the time and many lasting friendships and romantic relationships were formed there. There would be days the entire kitchen would sing songs together while we were making food and serving our customers. The job itself was absolutely horrific, but we kept coming back for the family.
I’ll tell you, I got away with a lot of things that would’ve gotten me fired at any other job. Never have found anything like that since, especially as I’ve gotten older. Most people are too serious and worried about what others think of them to risk letting a little loose at work. ©
- For weeks, someone kept taking my lunch from the office fridge.
Like clockwork, every Tuesday and Thursday, my lunch would disappear before I could get to it. I was furious and set a trap to catch the offender. It was Dave, a quiet older accountant on the team.
I expected him to deny it or at the very least make an excuse but instead he just started crying. His wife had dementia. His teenage grandson had just been kicked out and was couch-surfing.
Every Tuesday and Thursday, the kid met Dave during lunch. Dave gave him his own meal. Every time.
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