On Friday, Hubby brought home his paycheck. Inside was a gift certificate for our local grocery store in the amount of ten dollars with a little note, wishing us a happy Thanksgiving.
“How nice!” I said. “That’ll buy our trimmings for Thanksgiving dinner. It’s really sweet of your workplace to do that.”
“That’s not what my co-workers think,” Hubby replied. “A couple of them are actually pretty pissed off about it.”
“Why?”
“Well, one guy said, ‘Ten dollars? What am I supposed to buy with ten dollars?’ Some of them were sort of, well, disgusted. They think the workplace is being stingy.”
“Tell your boss not to give them anything at all next year,” I said, angrily. “What a bunch of jerks!”
Can you believe it? Out of the goodness of their goddam hearts, Hubby’s workplace decides to do something nice for their employees, and they have the gall to be angry about it.
This wasn’t the only occasion something like this has happened. A few months ago, the workplace decided to surprise all of the employees with a free lunch. (Once a year, they have a steak-and-potatoes lunch for the employees, and this year, they decided to do a second lunch, consisting of burgers, fries and a soda.) Hubby, who is in upper management, volunteered to be one of the folks that delivered the lunches.
He said that a lot of people actually bitched about it. “We usually get steak!”
“You’re still going to get your steak,” Hubby told them. “That’s next month. This is just something extra they’re doing to show their appreciation for the employees.”
“But we usually get steak! Why are they cheaping-out with hamburgers?”
“Look,” Hubby said through gritted teeth. “They’re just doing this to be nice. They didn’t have to give you anything at all.”
Perhaps it’s just the way I was raised, but whenever someone gives me something for free, I say “Thank you!” I don’t bitch and moan that the value of the gift wasn’t great enough. How rude!