Well, I didn't mean to make the heading so corny. But, it's done now!
Today my friend and I went to the Starbucks nearest to my house. It wasn't a fancy kind of trip during which we plan to engage in deep conversation. I love those trips but today's was more needed perhaps. She was having a rough day and we could both use the break. So we went to Starbucks. All it meant was that we had to walk to a different part of the grocery store. We could make it that far.
Our drinks were good and we each got a treat and a chance to sit down. That was all nice. The best part of this little event though was the coffee server. OK, barista to be accurate in Starbucks terms. I feel that may be another term my brother won't like. Oh well. The barista is a young man that we've seen there before. He's so friendly. I don't know a lot about his life other than that he had trouble with a flight being redirected one time, as did I. And I don't know how long he's worked at Starbucks or how long he'll stay. What I do know is that while he's there, he puts a lot of his warm, enthusiastic personality into his job and makes the coffee experience nicer by doing that.
Today, this young man was very excited about the new offerings of Frappuccinos. I didn't have enough time or brilliance to figure it all out and order one but I will. He was so enthusiastic and really had a lot of information.
I think it is great to see when someone really gives of themselves to a job. This "barista" does that and he makes a difference in the world. It may seem like a small difference but it's a difference and that's what counts.