Did you ever have a compliment you liked? Or a left handed one that you didn't?

Tony Page

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When I was 15 at the end of my last season for playing baseball in the Babe Ruth league. An ex minor leaguer coach, approached me and said "hi I'm Tom and I would like you to join my team for next spring. I've watched you play and you have the closest swing of any player I've seen to Mickey Mantle."

To be in the same sentence as MM, made my buttons pop. I never considered being close to his swing, I admired MM, that was to me a big compliment, it made my day.

Did you ever have a compliment that put a smile on your face or made you proud?

Or maybe a left handed compliment that bothered you?
 
I don't remember what words were used but when I worked for Yar-Craft, a fiberglass boat company, as my second full-time job, they wanted to run a second shift to fill some orders but couldn't find another chopper operator who they were satisfied with, so I worked double shifts for a couple of months until that order was filled. When I left that job, the owner called and asked what he could do to get me to come back.

As a child, I didn't come from a family that was full of compliments; maybe it was a Swedish thing. The best I could expect from my dad was, "It'll work," or "I won't have to do it over."
 
I don't remember what words were used but when I worked for Yar-Craft, a fiberglass boat company, as my second full-time job, they wanted to run a second shift to fill some orders but couldn't find another chopper operator who they were satisfied with, so I worked double shifts for a couple of months until that order was filled. When I left that job, the owner called and asked what he could do to get me to come back.

As a child, I didn't come from a family that was full of compliments; maybe it was a Swedish thing. The best I could expect from my dad was, "It'll work," or "I won't have to do it over."
That's one of the highest compliments you can get when the owner of a company tries to hire you back because he appreciates the work you did for him.
 
I'm not sure where this fits here, but...

I had a job that was nominally daytime 40 hours/week, I got extra for scheduled weekend work at times. But I was always basically on call all the time and it was far from rare to get a 1 AM call for assistance. If I couldn't "fix" it over the phone I had to drive back in to solve the issue. Most of the time I could talk the operator through the problem.

Once I asked why they always called me first, since there were others they could call instead. The reply was that I was funnier to wake up.
 
When I worked as a cosmetic advisor ,a part of job was creating displays. I decorate and end cap in white and red bright colors to bring out the actual item being sold. It looked really good. The district manager happened to come in and saw my display. She said to take it down. I do not remember why, but she soon left store and so I started to dismantle. My manage of store saw me and asked why are you taking it down? I told him, His comment was- I don't care if she likes it or, not it looks great and will sell. It is my store and I say it stays. Alrighty then, I was rather beaming at this point. So I put it all back up.
Was a Revlon lip stick display, and yes it sold very well :cool:
 
In my 20's, I was in a band & also working as a process server. The drummer & I were sitting in his car at 2 am, listening to some music we recorded. I was still armed from work that evening.
A car parked across the street & three guys walked toward my next-door neighbor's house. I was concerned because I was friends with the elderly couple that lived there. I saw them try the front door, then one of them started to pry open a window with some sort of tool. No cell phones back then & I wasn't about to look for a phone while they got into the house. My buddy & I jumped out of his car, ran toward the street, I stood under a street light, pointed my gun at them & yelled "Hey."
They ran back to their car & sped off. By then, my neighbors woke up & I explained what happened. They invited us in for hot chocolate, we called police, they photographed the pry marks on the window & front door, asked to see my gun, took it back to his car (I guess to check the serial number to verify it wasn't stolen). complimented me, saying "Nice gun."
One cop said, "Two cars in the driveway, they knew people were home, God only knows what would have happened if they got in the house."
The couple never stopped thanking me.
 
I have a long history of working in the Food and Beverage industry which is totally based on pleasing people and as such, the workers in that industry are compliment driven.

Whilst working in the above industry, I guess the best compliment I have received was when I was the Executive Chef at a private golf and tennis club in S. Florida.
I had a dream team of cooks who produced and looked for excellence not only for themselves but in each other so as such, the quality of the food and plate settings that we provided for our guests was absolutely superb in every way.

The compliment? One night when the rush was ebbing, I was asked by the general manager to come out to the front because someone wanted to speak to me. The boss wasn’t smiling so my brain was going crazy wondering what was ahead so, somewhat worried, I followed him out of the kitchen and just as the kitchen door closed behind me, the entire restaurant gave me a standing ovation.
After a few seconds which seemed like several minutes of the clapping, I took a bow and thanked everyone and after the guests started sitting down, I quickly went back to the kitchen, gathered my team and led them all out to the restaurant floor so they could receive the same ego boosting round of applause.
Needless to say, the open recognition by our guests was indeed a great gesture but even better when someone sent back a half dozen bottles of Black Opal Chardonnay for the kitchen to enjoy whilst cleaning up.
 
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