Primarily, this was a way of coercing executives to attend monthly meetings by plying them with make-your-own Sunday bars.
Much as I believe in this at the core of my being, I've found the reverse is also true: if you do good by someone, often times you'll be rewarded with delicious treats. Pavlov had something there.
As of today, customers I have served well have returned to our store to bequeath onto me:
- An extra frapaccino
- The most delicious cake pop ever
- Christmas lasagne
- Beer
And now cannoli cream filled strawberries drizzled in dark chocolate.
Admittedly, this is partially a humblebrag, but I find an actual puzzle in the details, that being, "How do my customers seem to know that feeding me will ensure their infinite good graces?"
Were they too taught the tradition of feeding, or is there something about me that lets them know I am easily swayed by confections?
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Where can we brag, if not on the blog? Feel free to send any more cake pops MY WAY!
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