It's the little things sometimes

One of the biggest differences between my great job in Santa Barbara and the dumb one here in Indy is illustrated well in the birthday card. When I was in SB and a card went around everyone dropped a line or two in there. Some were funny, some were heartfelt, some were cheesy but the effort was made to personalize. Here when a card goes around everyone just signs there name and passes it on. The don’t need to know who the card is for or to take some time to think about it they just sign their name and get back to the mindless tasks before them.

There are so many big things that separate good companies from bad ones but sometimes it is these small things that get to you because they sneak past your defenses. This morning I am really missing Softshare and the folks there. I miss Esse and his machine gun sounds. I miss commiserating over Laker Losses with Len, and talking baseball with Troy and BenO. I miss the cards that meant something and people that you cared about. I miss being excited to come into work.