Lesson from a latte

In the mornings I have developed a relatively recent routine. I stop at Dunn Brothers Coffee in the morning after dropping children at school and before I am to be at work. I get a small latte in a ceramic mug and then contemplate meeting the day.

The perfect latte has a stiff foam that can support sugar crystals sprinkled on top. It has a swirl of dark and light foam that snakes around the parameter of the mug. It is a sight of wonder and beauty. I usually miss the artistry by getting it in a to-go cup with a plastic lid.

Today I am sitting at the coffee house looking down at this pathetic latte. It looks limp as it lounges in the cup. I sprinkle sugar crystals on the surface which promptly sink to the bottom of the mug. I take an unenthusiastic sip. Alas, it is most uninteresting. The barista looks bored. Shortly after sitting down to indulge in my drink, the employee roasting beans loses interest in his job. While he is talking to the barista, beans spill on the floor. A customer has to go to the counter to point it out to the  employee, to get the spillage to cease.

How I approach life matters.  Making sure that all I do has a quality output is important because it tells others about who I am and my approach to life. The old saying rings true. "If a job is worth doing, it is worth doing well."

Thanks Barista for your lesson about life.