When I was the liaison from Accounting to the clinical staff on site at our C&Y Center, I was entering SALS, cutting checks and assisting with the front when I felt something grab my leg. I look down and a small kiddo had escaped therapy and hid under my desk. She sat on my feet not saying a word. My office was tucked back behind medical records, we were building the second floor, and my phone had been disconnected so I couldn’t call anyone. I couldn’t get up and all of the medical records team had gone to lunch. Everyone had gone to look for her outside and my attempts at yelling for someone was falling on deaf ears. I finally just got in the floor with her, she never said a word and I couldn’t convince her to come out. We just waited there together in silence until someone came by – they ended up having the rest of their session under my desk on the floor. I admired the fact that we came to her; we met her where she was comfortable. That warmed my heart.
-Kim Evans, Senior Director of Technology and Business Operations
Employee since 1992