Dear….
Ah, I’m really sorry. I’m going to go try to find out your name, and I will come back and update this.
Dustin and I go out for breakfast every Thursday morning. It’s a standing date to touch base on personal stuff, not work stuff or work stuff or work stuff, which is mostly all we talk about otherwise. Sometimes we spend 15 minutes with a donut, sometimes we get to sit down and have a fancy breakfast. When fancy is on the menu, we often head over to Legends, which rocks breakfast in Deadwood. You are almost always our server when we come, and you take such great care of us.
I always get tea, and I always ask if I can have the mug warmed up. This morning, not only did you warm up my mug, but you gave my water an extra zap so it would hold the heat longer. When the box of teas didn’t have any Earl Grey in it, you went and raided all the other boxes in the restaurant, even though you suspected they were all gone. You came back, victorious with two shiny Earl Greys, just for me. You always leave a few extra chocolate mints with the check, too, which is brilliant.
I was having a bit of a rough morning when we came in today. Having you make that little extra effort for me meant so much, and I am so grateful. We look forward to seeing you again next time!
❤ Laura