At the beginning of May, I baked for the Public Works department at work because they had done some accommodating for me the very first week I was back in the office. I decided then I would do “random acts of kindness” throughout the office for the rest of the summer. Unfortunately, it went very unappreciated by most during the first couple weeks that I decided just to bake for PW. (By underappreciated, other departments complained about what I brought, the sugar content of it, etc. so I didn’t see the point). So every other Tuesday, when the Water Hommies (our Water System operators), the Sewer/Landfill crew, and Environmental guy, I baked for their staff meetings. I tell ya, if I learned anything this summer is that the way to a man (men)’s heart is DEFINITELY through their stomachs. Today was the very last PW staff meeting for my very last week at the RDOS… and I brought them cinnamon buns. They were foaming at the mouth, as usual, and it was kinda bittersweet because I will miss them.
But guess what they did for me? Brought me a card and a dozen (count ’em: 12!) PINK roses! It was so out of left field, shocked me outta my chair… so nice! I find it’s easy to do kind things for people who appreciate and respect kindness as such. And these guys definitely, definitely were worth it. Now when people ask me what guy I got my first dozen roses from…I can respond “Guy? You mean 8 guys (and two ladies)?” It was so sweet, them in their dirty work clothes and cream cheese icing on their faces. And blushing the shade of the roses. Way to make a girl feel loved.