Once I got past the idea that I received actual snail mail at the office, I opened up the envelopes to reveal two beautiful note cards – one Papyrus, one Kate Spade – from candidates thanking me for meeting with them.
Not finding them temp work.
Not getting them their dream job.
They sent me thank you notes for simply taking the time to meet with them.
And the notes could not have been more heart-felt.
I was touched. And it made me remember why this job is so much more rewarding than my last, even if the dollar signs pale in comparison.