Hold Fast to Dreams

The following is inspired by:

Being pleasantly surprised by pleasant strangers — something that cannot happen often enough.

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Dear Mystery Starbucks Partner,

You know, you’re pretty damn awesome.  You just made my day a lot better.  I don’t even need the (4-shot!) drink anymore — you’re my pick-me-up.  :)

You’re probably one of the coolest baristas I’ve come across.  And that’s saying a lot considering Starbucks is one of my homes away from home.  I drink it like it’s water.  Actually, that may be an ineffective comparison seeing as I don’t really drink water in copious amounts, but you get the picture.  What I should have said is that I drink it like it’s alcohol.  There you go…that one works much better.  

Anyhow, I really just wanted to say that it was refreshing to encounter someone in the service industry being so - GASP! - friendly and personable.  While it’s certainly not expected of you to start a conversation (a nice greeting and amicable smile will suffice in my book), I have to say that you stepping beyond what I am used to is appreciated (I suppose it also doesn’t hurt that you’re easy on the eyes)!  

I seriously have temporarily boycotted certain Starbucks stores (even though they are convenient to me location-wise) because I’m not particularly crazy about the workers.  So I believe it goes without saying that I’m glad I spontaneously chose to stop by the store you happened to be in today.  You have restored my adoration for and faith in all things Starbuckian (these feelings never really died, but they have seen a distinct decline of late).  

So here’s to you!  I regret that I didn’t catch your name, and I’m pretty sure you’re new…guess I’ll have to go back and stalk you until fate allows me the privilege of running into you again.

Until then, keep on being an exemplary employee.

Sincerely yours, a smiling customer,

iced venti cinnamon dolce latte.