I have a slight caffeine addiction.
And by slight, I mean that it took four years to diagnose me with a tremor as previously, my shaking hands were always chalked up to excess coffee. It’s bad. 6 cups a day bad. Very Mary Kate Trenta bad:
But as I head into a daunting work week, I have decided to embrace my oh so unhealthy codependent relationship with my coffee bar and create a mission revolving around my favourite non-alcoholic poison of choice.
This one is a no brainer. Once a day, when I get my own sweet, sweet liquid energy, I will leave an extra five dollars to buy the next customer’s bevie.
Total Cost: $35 buck-a-roos.
Scene of the Crime: My coffee shop office. Honestly… I have my own drawer there and everything.
Spontaneous Stranger Smiles Gained: I’m going to bank on a solid 7 here – because honestly, who doesn’t like free stuff? Though it’s very likely i’ll end of caffeinating one of my staff members, so i’m not sure if that counts as a “stranger” per say…
Bonus Points: Encouraging my own bad behaviour – minus one point; getting the opportunity to pretend i’m a giant while holding an espresso cup 7 days this week – plus two points.
And with that – I raise my comically tiny coffee cup to you! Have a well caffeinated work week folks!