I’ll do just just about anything to make myself or someone else laugh. Perhaps that’s why I run amok committing random acts of happiness?The senseless acts are a surefire way to make a stranger smile, and I usually end up laughing about my awkward behavior. More often than not, other people are laughing about my awkward behavior too. And you know what? I’m 100% okay with that.
My friend Ashely stopped me in the elevator and asked if we could do a kindness project. I immediately agreed, but then I was a bit stumped: what to do on a cold and rainy day? The rain has been pit-pat-falling-down for the past few days, and the only thing I wanted to do was curl-up, read, and maybe drink a chai or three. Except getting that chai meant driving to Starbucks or Caribou and winding myself through the drive-thru.
A bit of a ‘give-a-mouse-a-cookie’ situation, but I started thinking about how register guys & gals would probably rather bundle-up at home than make me a chai And then lightning struck (literally and figuratively): we could surprise drive-thru workers with flowers. And so, that’s what we did tonight. This video captures the reason I love these random acts of happiness oh.so.much: