Tossing Cookies
Without fail, around 2:00 pm every day I get a major craving for cookies. This means that every day I get to go down and bother Aubrey at her desk: Do you have cookies? Where are the cookies? Why hasn't that baker who sometimes brings free cookies to us brought us any free cookies? So can you call him or what?
Aubrey usually responds that no, she doesn't have any fresh baked cookies in her desk, but why don't I bring some Girl Scout cookies to work and then I'd have them when I want them. And I'm all: Girl Scout cookies! Yes! Do you have any of those?
The problem is that in the early mornings when I am packing up food, cookies sound disgusting. I look at the boxes of Girl Scout cookies and think, I should bring some to work. Then I feel like puking and can't bring myself to even look at them, much less touch them and put them into baggies. I think: There is no way I will ever want those cookies today. Blech.
Then 2:00 rolls around and all I can do is mourn the cookies sitting useless in my kitchen at home. It's a sad cycle.
Remember last year when I realized Denver loves to write thank you notes? I got another one yesterday. From Nordstrom. Specifically from the dude at the Kiehl's cosmetics counter thanking me for purchasing some hair serum. He really hoped I liked it. No no, thank YOU, Kiehl's cosmetics counter dude. Thank YOU.
It might reach 70 here on Saturday, which means it's officially on the way to spring. It also may snow on Sunday, which means spring is a relative term in Denver.
Can I get a name off your cookies?
Just a thought, but you could pack your cookies into baggies the night before, that way you won't have to look at or touch them in the morning.
I love the thank you note from the cosmetics dude. This just affirms my suspicion that midwesterners are all unnaturally polite.
I hate to break it to you, but as an ex-nordie employee, I know you HAVE to write thank you notes. It's part of the job. This isn't some charming mid-western thing. They want you to build your own client base. When you start they give you a big ole stack of thank you cards that you are supposed to use up immeidately. Plus you are on commission, so you listen to them. And I wasn't working in the midwest..I was in New Jersey.