Yesterday, I sat in my cube, doing exactly what I do every day...sit and drool while staring at my monitor, trying to color code my spreadsheets.
My cubicle neighbor, *Amy, came over and asked how things were for my n-sister since the death of her fiancee..and then took a good look at me. She asked if I was okay. That I didn't seem like myself lately. It took all the self-control I could muster not to burst into tears..
"I'm fine! Everything's great!!", I lied.
"You're lying..", she said.
"No! Really! I'm okay!!", I continued.
"Liar. I'm here if you need to talk...", she put her hand on my shoulder for one millisecond and left my cube.
I went back to sitting and drooling and color coding, but that one small gesture really touched me. I guess sometimes it's okay to let my guard down..because help will come from the most unexpected places.
*changed name...just because.