The day was last Thursday. I was having a especially crappy day. My dad wasn't doing very well, my family dog who is now 14 was having medical issues as well. It was just a day that I needed a smile. On this day in which I needed a smile, my first call was to my lovely and kind boyfriend. While on that call, my first request was for a cupcake. Me: hey, I'm having a doozey of a day, would you be able to meet me after work for a cupcake? Henry: a cupcake, sure sounds great, I'll see you there at 5. I hang up the phone with an automatic feeling of intense happiness - that was an easy sell. From the very minute I hung up the phone at 4pm, it was all I could do to stop picturing that cupcake; the frosting gleaming at me, making my mouth water as I tear the wrapper off. As soon as the clock struck 5:00, I was out of the office, in my car, and en route to My Big Fat Cupcake. Upon my entry into this quant little bakery or cupcakery, I was emersed in a sea of cupcakes. Next came the decision...we jointly decided to settle on the Monkey Love - insanely delicous.
Now on to why I needed to tell you that story... I realized how happy the cupcake made me that day and has made me many times in the past. Once I realized the sheer happiness it gave me, I began to think, I has to have the same effect on others as well. As it turns out, it does.
Friday morning I'm sitting in my office waiting to hear the word about a closing we are supposed to have at 1pm. I guess I must mention that I am a Mortgage Planner, in my office, we facilitate the transactions which enable people to buy a home. So, Friday mid-morning rolls around and we get word that the loan closing is being held-up due to extenuating circumstances. No worries, we soon get everything straightened out and get the word that the loan is going to close at 4:30pm. Being aware that the situation is going to be tense once all parties involved are sitting around a table staring at each other while we all provide signature, after signature, after signature, I decide a gift of some sort would be a great thing to have in hand as I walk through that door at the title company. The first thing that pops into my mind is the day before and how happy the cupcakes made me. I immediatly head out to the cupcake shop in search of smiles.
Once I purchased my boxes full of smiles, I was well on my way to the closing. True to form, I walk out of the elevator and peer into the fish bowl room where the closing is to take place, all I see is long faces. I take a deep breath and I walk into the room all smiles and bearing three boxes with cute ribbons around them. Judging by the looks on everyone's faces as I walk in the room smiling stating that I have cupcakes, I know I made the right decision. I set the boxes on the table as the documents begin to be passed around the table for signatures. I sense the anticipation, and once the last signature was on the line, but before the ink was dry, the new home owner reaches for one of the boxes, opens the box and all of the sudden, the biggest smile appears. At the moment I see her smile, I know all is well. Apparently, the other two involved parties sensed this as well, they each grabbed for their respective boxes, open them, and... more smiles! Now we have smiles all around the formerly tense table - on this wonderful Friday afternoon.The moral of this story is really two-fold. One, cupcakes make me smile when I am having a rough day. If cupcakes can make me smile when I'm feeling anything but happy, then they should bring a smile to just about any ole' scrooge out there. Two, if you are dealing with a situation where you know people will be unhappy, why not break the tension with cupcakes. And, the cupcakes to try in Denver are from My Big Fat Cupcake. I am telling you the assortment of flavors and colors will make you feel like a kid again, and who doesn't like to feel like a kid again? Now, go and enjoy some cupcakes!
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