So I went to work this morning around 6am, to serve all of the Morning Warriors their wakeup call in a cup. I decided to write a letter and drop it in the lobby, hoping that it would make someone’s day on their way to work after they stopped in. I realize that I need to start taking pictures, but it’s always too late (next time, maybe?). This note was written on a lovely stationary piece from the “Enchanted” bundle I got yesterday, so I was very excited about it. Turns out that the letter circulated through several hands, brought strangers together in congratulations of getting through the first hour of their wakefulness before caffeine, and landed in the hands of my manager.
I was a little bit nervous about him telling me not to leave these kinds of things around the cafe’, but I honestly don’t think he knew it was from me. Luckily, cups can only be marked in print, and I only write letters in cursive. This is a trick I pulled when I was in the note-passing prime of my school years. I would spend my time writing in either print or cursive for homework and in-class assignments, and would write notes to classmates or professor evaluations in the other form. That way, if a note was found or a review was disliked, it couldn’t be traced back to me. It was purely coincidental this time around, but I’m alright with it. My manager passed it to a few of my coworkers and kept it in hour labor binder, where baristas often check their schedule and shift placement for the day. So it was an unintended, unexpected outcome that happened for potentially the better. Who knows, maybe I’ll tell them soon, but I’ll give them some time to meditate on the warm fuzzies of a found love note from a stranger.
I hope your day is filled with love, and you make it through the afternoon drawl with the determination of my Morning Warriors that I see on my morning shifts.