About ten minutes ago, I got an e-mail to everyone in the office from one of our long-time employees here. She indicated that someone had stolen a brown suede jacket from her cube yesterday, one that had been given her by her late husband, and she both wanted to alert the office to this kind of theft and ask for it back, no questions asked.
About five minutes ago, I was exiting the men’s room and passed by a conference table in the atrium. I noted a brown jacket stuffed in one of the chairs there, and confirmed it was suede. I went to the lady, asked her about it, she came over, looked at it, initially thought it wasn’t hers (amazing how we never really look at things we own), then realized it was.
The look on her face and the hug she gave me was one of the nicest things to happen to me here in the office in some time.