I work with some
amazing people. Generous, stylish and detail-oriented, they bring a sense of class
and style to the mundane, elevating the simple to sensational.
Here’s an
example: When I left work on Monday, someone had left behind on the island in
our kitchen/breakroom a plastic bag containing some bakery-fresh cookies, a
generous gift that everyone could share. The next morning, the cookies had been
moved. In their place was a wire basket, with the cookies artfully placed
inside.
It was a masterful
move. Someone could have simply helped himself to a cookie and closed the bag
back up, but instead decided to be amazing and turned somebody else’s nicety into
a VIP-worthy presentation.
Earlier today I
had to drive to the airport. On the way back, I stopped at a Chick-fil-a for
lunch and a bathroom break. I know that the Eat Mor’ Chikin culture prides
itself on expressions of graciousness, but at its core it is a fast food
restaurant. The expectations aren’t particularly high.
So, when I walked
into the brown-tiled toilet, I was pleasantly surprised. It was clean, really
clean. It smelled nice, really nice. Someone had mounted a shelf on the wall
and placed a candle and a couple of decorative knick-knacks on it. It was thoughtful
and deliberate and appreciated. Someone could have chosen to spray a little
bleach or run a damp mop over the floor and declared it clean, but instead decided
to be amazing, adding decoration and air freshener to make the room clean and pleasant.
Just as I entered
the bathroom, I noticed an elderly man washing his hands. I only caught his
profile, but he was clearly in his 80s, if not older. He had been a tall man in
his younger years, but now was stooped slightly, leaning on the cane he uses
for stability. He was taking a long time at the counter. So long, in fact, that
I stole an awkward glimpse of him, just in case he needed assistance.
He didn’t. Holding
on to his cane with one hand, he was using the other to deliberately wipe down
the counter around the sink. Every drop of splattered water and foaming soap
disappeared as the paper towel in his hand moved in slow circles. This was not
his job, but he is one of those people who choose to be amazing: This gentleman
could have stopped with tossing his towel in the garbage, but instead he chose
to remove every trace of water.
Tomorrow, you can
choose to do the basic, nice thing, but after my experiences today, I don’t
think that’s enough. I hope you’ll look for the opportunity to do something
amazing.
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