I woke up today with a slight hangover (damn you, jumbo wine) and a whopper of a cold. This was disappointing, as the act of kindness I had slotted in for today was to help cook a meal for the Ronald McDonald House in Toronto, a “home away from home” for families of seriously ill children.
Unfortunately germs and food preparation don’t mix. I still think this is a wonderful organization to be involved with and am looking at other volunteer opportunities with them (maybe ones that don’t showcase my embarrassingly rudimentary cooking skills) – so stay tuned!
Every morning when I get to the office, the first thing I do is go make myself some pretty crappy (but free!) coffee in the lunchroom. Today, the machine was broken. After attempting to unplug and plug it in a few times – which has never failed me before – I dejectedly crawled to the nearest Starbucks in what I can only describe as a caffeine-withdrawal haze.
By the time I found myself in the packed Starbucks line, I was pretty rattled by my uncooperative sinuses, the 50 “urgent” work emails blowing up my phone and the $3 I was about to spend on an overpriced coffee.
As I approached the next available barista, he greeted me with an Australian accent and a huge smile. He asked me how my morning was going and nodded understandingly as I shrugged my shoulders and scrunched my face. “Tomorrow is a new day, love,” he winked as he handed me my coffee.
I decided at that moment that a) Australian accents are magical and b) this was the opportunity to turn my day around with an act of kindness.
As he handed me back my $7 in change I asked him to apply it to the next person’s bill. Before he could say anything, I grabbed my cup, shot him a dazzling smile and headed back to the office to tackle my inbox. And as the first hit of that sweet, sweet caffeine reached my bloodstream, I hoped that someone out there was enjoying their free coffee.
Total Kindness Cost: $7
Have you ever paid for someone behind you in line or had someone pay for you?