10 Coworkers and Bosses Whose Kindness Was Worth More Than a Paycheck, From a Store Truck in the Driveway to 50 Sunflowers

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11/12/2026
10 Coworkers and Bosses Whose Kindness Was Worth More Than a Paycheck, From a Store Truck in the Driveway to 50 Sunflowers

Kindness at work spreads fast. When University of California researchers studied coworkers at Coca-Cola’s office in Madrid, they found that employees who received small acts of kindness went on to do almost three times as many kind things for others, and a month later they were happier than their colleagues. Most of that kindness happens on ordinary days: a moved meeting, a ride to work, a shift someone covers without being asked.
These 10 coworkers and bosses showed how a little kindness can be worth more than a paycheck.

  • I worked 14 years at Miller’s Hardware in Akron, Ohio, and never took a sick day. Two months before my retirement, a new manager took over. Derek was barely 30, and when the staff asked about a retirement party, he called it “a waste of a Friday” and canceled it.

    On my last day, Derek sent the whole staff out on a “delivery run” at lunch, and the two of us ran the registers alone all afternoon. He closed an hour early, and I drove home. That night, the store’s delivery truck backed into my driveway, with a line of my coworkers’ cars behind it. The door rolled up. In the back was a workbench made from the oak checkout counter I’d worked behind since 2012, with a brass plate on the front: “14 years. 0 sick days.” The store had replaced the counter in its spring remodel, and the staff had spent two months of lunch breaks turning it into a workbench for my garage. Derek told me later that corporate had turned down the party budget, and “a waste of a Friday” was his way of keeping me from guessing about plan B. Barely two months into the job, he’d shown his leadership by covering registers all afternoon so the staff could finish sanding. The happiness in my driveway lasted until midnight.
  • Our team meeting used to run every Wednesday from 4 to 5:30 p.m. My son’s daycare closes at 5:30, so I slipped out at 5:10 every week, red-faced, and caught up from the notes. After the third week, my boss stopped me in the hallway and asked if everything was okay. I told him about daycare pickup. The next Monday, he moved the meeting to 9 a.m. for the whole team: “Some of us have pickup, and I’d rather have everybody in the room for the whole meeting.” He didn’t name anyone. That small piece of leadership changed the whole team: two other parents thanked him after the meeting, and one of them stopped watching the clock for the first time in a year.
  • My car broke down last October, and the repair shop quoted three weeks and $1,400. I live 25 minutes from the warehouse, and the bus doesn’t run before our 6 a.m. shift. When I told my supervisor I might have to take unpaid days, Tony, a coworker from the loading dock I’d barely spoken to, offered his kindness on the spot: “You’re 10 minutes out of my way. I’ll pick you up.” For three weeks, Tony’s truck idled outside my house at 5:20 every morning, with a second coffee in the cupholder. He turned down my gas money both times. “Buy the coffee next time,” he said. My car came back in November, and we’ve carpooled ever since, taking turns driving.

“I didn’t have my meal before work today. My boss offered me some Gimbap but I had to reject since I can’t eat seafood. 30 minutes later she comes with this plate and this made my day.”

  • I’d worked in our warehouse for two years when a forklift spot opened up, at $2 more an hour. I failed the written test by three points. Our shift supervisor, Marisol, stayed after her shift three evenings in a row and quizzed me on load charts at a picnic table in the parking lot. On my second try, I scored 96. Since then, every employee who wants to move up gets the same three evenings at that picnic table. Last spring, I sat there with a new employee who’d failed by two points. When he passed a week later, his happiness carried all the way across the parking lot: he ran to the picnic table waving his score sheet. This fall, he’s the one doing the quizzing.
  • I’m one of three employees at a small bakery. Last May, my sister got married in Denver, a two-hour flight away. Both of my coworkers had booked that week off back in January, before she set the date, so I’d decided not to go. When the owner heard, he didn’t hire a temp. He put on an apron and worked the counter himself, 5 a.m. to 2 p.m., five days straight, for the first time in 11 years. He burned two batches of croissants and sold them at half price under a sign that said “The boss made these.” His leadership that week came down to an apron and a sense of humor. My sister has a photo of me catching her bouquet.
  • I clean offices on the night shift, and most people are gone by the time I start. I’ve cleaned the offices at Mr. Lund’s accounting firm for six years. He’s two years from retirement and always works late, so we talk for a minute while I empty his bin. The week before my 50th birthday, I mentioned it in passing. The next morning, he passed an envelope around his floor, and 12 people chipped in. On my birthday, a bucket of 50 sunflowers was waiting on top of my cleaning cart, with a card signed by all of them. It took one envelope for Mr. Lund’s kindness to reach a whole floor. Three people stopped me in the hallway that night to ask about the sunflowers, and I couldn’t stop grinning. The card is taped inside my supply closet.

“I work really hard and my boss knows I care for ‘exotic’ animals. This was his bonus to me when he found out I was rescuing a snake from bad conditions.”

  • In my first week at a coffee shop, I dropped a tray of 6 lattes in front of a full line of customers. My manager, Tess, walked over, picked up the cup she’d just made for herself and tipped it onto the floor next to my mess. “There,” she said. “Now we’re even. Mop’s in the back.” The whole line laughed, and so did I. Tess’s leadership came with a mop and a sense of humor. Two years later, I’m a shift lead, and I tell that story to every new employee. Tess calls it “the 6-latte rule”: everybody gets one.
  • I’m a line cook, and my daughter’s first school play landed on a Thursday dinner rush. The school sent the date three days ahead, after the schedule was posted, and I didn’t want to ask. I’d shown everyone in the kitchen the photo of her tree costume all week. Three coworkers offered to split my shift, and the head chef approved it on the spot. His leadership is simple: if the crew covers it, he signs it. That Thursday, he handed me a takeout box of her favorite fries and said, “Go. Don’t miss the tree.” Their kindness cost each of them three extra hours. I made it with two minutes to spare, and my daughter yelled “Mom!” from the stage, branches and all, and the whole row turned around. The photo of the tree is taped above the grill.

What’s the kindest thing a coworker or boss has ever done for you?

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