Tiny Gestures

I work with a bunch of different kinds of people. That hasn't always been the case. When I was at Berklee it was a bunch of people my same age. I kinda got it. We got along or we didn't. After 6 years I still can't tell where I stand with people. I don't talk to anyone outside work or anything like that. We all don't even talk daily. (It is really odd sitting in a bunch of cubicles emailing one another all day. SO WEIRD) We don't really know each other that well despite working the same room 6 years because that is just how people are here. Don't know each others birthdays or any of that stuff. (Berklee was SO different. We celebrated every ones birthday with a cake and card and made a big deal of embarrassing them etc.) Both places libraries both totally different vibes. Everyone is respectful for the most part but people just keep to themselves.


Point? Two times this past week people did something to surprise me.

First. Last week I came into work one day to find this on my desk.




















I squealed. I literally squealed. In the week previous while eating foreign "biscuits" someone brought in I stated that my favorite candy bar ever is the foreign "crunchie" bar that you can't find here outside an import store.


THEY (I say they so as not to give away details) BOUGHT ME ONE! Dude. I mean RIGHT?????

And then yesterday I came into work, sat at my chair and felt something funny. I got up and saw this.


























Someone had rigged up a back support on my chair! I knew who did it instantly. Only one person could fold a hoodie into a perfect shape like that. 2 weeks ago I had put this chair pad out to the "donate to office pile" I had gotten it a few years ago and a different chair ago for my back. I have scoliosis and my lower back is killing me by the end of the day. When I got a new chair it didn't work and I couldn't get it it to stand up so it had sat in a drawer for years until I finally decided to offer it up. This person took it and asked if I was sure I didn't want it. I explained the stupid chair and how it didn't work. They went home THOUGHT ABOUT IT enough to come in and rig this up for me. WHAT? dude.

This made me feel all smooshy so yesterday I went out and bought cinnamon rolls and a pan (can't gluten up mine) and came in and backed cinnamon rolls in the staff room. (I have NEVER seen anyone use the oven in there in all my years)


















Then I sent an email about hot cinnamon rolls 9:00 am my desk. If people bring something they usually leave it on a table and people sneak by and grab some but I was making people come by. Just so I could have an excuse to say hi. I am so socially awkward that it gave me an IN! I could say Hey HOW ARE YOU as they grabbed one and ran. Normally I don't know how to approach people. Even people I've know for a long time. Hell I don't know how to approach friends sometimes! I get a text and I think OH OK we can talk for fear of initiating and annoying.

So yeah random acts of kindness. They rock. Go do one. You might make some one's day.

OH kittens ok. Yes I hear people like them. In the same vein. This morning I came out into the kitchen to see this.
























Dave gets up before me in the morning and Waffle usually joins him and Daisyboo stays and sleeps later with me. This morning she got up with Dave and Waffle was being her charming self and hogging the food while Daisyboo stood in line behind her waiting to eat. So he filled a little plate and set it at the counter and pulled up a stool for her so she didn't have to wait for the monster to finish.