I work for a great company that sees people as people, and measures them based on how much they love our work, and take care of the customers we work for.
While we love to have employees that are in loving and stable relationships, we don’t judge what those relationships are. We recognize, and provide benefits to both “alternative” (whatever that even means any more) and traditional (you know, 50% plus fail in five years) relationships.
I’m actually quite proud that here, deep in the heart of Texas, where some might expect some lifestyle prejudices (and they certainly do exist) – at our company they are not expected to exist. Like a snake – when we find them, we eradicate them.
The best people I have ever worked with have been in a happy personal relationship. They have someone to care for. Someone they want to earn the respect of. Someone they trust to have their backs. That could be a husband or wife. Or even a best non-sexual friend. Or in my case right now, two young adult children that I still need to inspire, meld, guide (and feed, cloth, and educate, but that is a different topic!)
I work in a company where they don’t care if my lover is a man or a woman – or if I have one at all.
But we do know that happy employees deliver more, stay around longer, and show customers more love. So we encourage happy. We include partners, friends and family in our events (my son has attended many with me). It is all about how we work together to change the world for customers. Even if our worlds are vastly different. Customers still need cared for in the same ways. Code isn’t written “gay or straight” – it is just written, and it is just bad or good.
I’m glad I lived in many places in the world that erased my prejudices and enhanced my world view. I am glad I am not a close minded ass-hat. I am glad I can look at people, beyond their religion, sexual orientation, or love of Windows vs Mac and just find a way to work with the human behind the face.
I am a Mac person. So is my girlfriend.
Would you think less of me if I were Windows, or she were he?
If so, rethink your life instead of judging mine. Or anyone else’s.
And yes – this was driven by the loss of a great friend that never saw the difference between black, or white, gay or straight. Not even Republican verse Democrat. She was the most open minded, liberal draft dodger, lesbian, Reagan voting, man-loving hypocrite of a human being I have ever loved. And she could sing.
And I miss her.
I wish you could all have learned as much from her as I did.