I’m currently working at the best job I’ve ever had. The pay is pretty good, the benefits are the best outside of the federal government, and the workload is manageable, with deadlines that I would describe as “loose.” I have ADHD, so even with my tool box, I make mistakes and forget some details, but (most) people are really patient with me. My duties consist mostly of troubleshooting (my favorite job), and (most of) my colleagues are friendly. I clashed with my last supervisor, but by the time she moved on, we had a great relationship where my input and ideas were valued, and she encouraged me to grow in my position. My new supervisor seems nice, and I already trust her with any issues and suggestions I have. And I’m in publishing—science publishing, but publishing.

Lately, on top of my daily work, I’ve been helping out with an annual project. I have the bandwidth to handle it—I have to push back some of the work with looser deadlines to tackle this, but the pressure is minimal. (I have to be nudged occasionally, though.)

I say this because yesterday, my boss’s boss’s boss caught me at the latte machine and said, “Hey, nice work on [that thing you did].”

I said, “Thanks. I still have a lot to do before the deadline.”

“Yeah,” he replied, “but good job today.”

He was thanking me for doing my job, the one I got paid for. And you know what? It felt good. It felt really good. I take pride in my work, and to have it acknowledged that high up meant a lot to me.

When I got home, I painted a little so I could binge a show that was leaving Hulu by the end of the month, and one of the authority figures told a guy, “I don’t thank you for doing your job.” (This is the same show with the line, “How are we supposed to know what they’re gonna do next if we can’t predict their next move,” so I don’t put a lot of stock into it.) And that’s the problem with this country. Workers have spent so much time doing more than what’s in their job description that it’s expected, and it’s expected for free. Wages have stagnated, bonuses aren’t given out, promotions are withheld, and no one says thank you. It’s such a routine thing that, when Zoomers started doing no more than their job description, businesses freaked out, ran to The Wall Street Journal, and called it “Quiet Quitting.” Nobody’s quitting, they’re just recognizing their own value.

I may not get a raise or bonus for [that thing I did] because it was in my job description, but I still did it well. My work was recognized. I was seen. That meant the world to me, and it encouraged me to keep it up or maybe do more.

And so I passed it on. In a group email updating the managers on said project, I thanked the temp for doing [something really tedious]. It was her job, but it was [something really tedious], and she did it well and in a timely fashion. I wouldn’t have been able to do [that thing I did] without her. A manager wrote back, “I didn’t know [temp] had to do [something really tedious]! Great job!” I hope that lifted her spirits as much as my boss’s boss’s boss did.

I guess I’m saying, if you’re a manager or even a parent, and your underling or kid does what they’re supposed to do, a little attaboy doesn’t cost anything, it might make their day. It might encourage them to be better.