Our eggs were delivered on Thursday. We received 3 dozen precious eggs of varying sizes and colors in unmatching recycled cartons. Actually, our egg lady delivers to one of my company offices and colleagues on their way to my building for a meeting are kind enough to schlep them along. They put them in the fridge and someone always puts a sticky note on my light switch that says DON’T FORGET EGGS.
Did I mention that I work for a Fortune 1000 company? As I walk into our home eggs in tow, my teenager suddenly realizes that I may have been seen carrying them through the hallowed halls of my office. Seriously Mom? They bring your eggs to your office? And why not? Sure, it might look a little odd but the pleasure of farm fresh eggs outweighs any slight embarrassment. And it demonstrates to others that I am truly committed to fresh, local, organic food.
Did you ever read Tuesdays with Morrie? It’s a sad book full of life lessons from a man towards the end of his time on earth but what I remember best is how Professor Morrie used to go dancing. He loved to dance to rock and roll and did it with reckless abandon and a towel draped around his neck to mop up the perspiration. He danced alone and until the music stopped and he didn’t worry about being seen by students or other faculty. He had courage in the workplace.
I’m inclined to understand some of the angst of belonging from my fourteen year old but recently I was in a conversation with a talented up and comer who revealed to me that he was afraid to share his political persuasion in the workplace. I don’t need to know where anyone stands politically but I was disappointed that this person felt sharing might disable his career. After all, diversity is what we say we’re striving for. Aren’t we?
And doesn’t diversity mean more than skin color or religious affiliation? Can we create a place where diversity of thought is widely accepted and encouraged? I want all work environments to be places where vegetarian CSA participants proudly stroll the halls with their libertarian colleagues or Hindu supervisors. Okay, I’m probably scrambling my eggs at this point but I want to see that courage in the workplace right along side that acceptance.
Where can you step out on an issue to demonstrate that it’s okay to do so?
- olive oil
- 6 cloves of garlic
- 6 eggs
Preheat oven to 400. Cover bottom of muffin tins or small ramekins with olive oil. To each tin add 1 clove garlic, dash of Mexican oregano, salt and parsley. Place in oven. When the container is spitting oil, remove from oven and remove the garlic. Drop one egg into each container. Put back in oven and turn off the heat. I leave them for about 4 minutes or until the yolk is set. Cover with your favorite salsa and serve.