What is it about Thin Mints?

We all have expectations, but when it comes to Girl Scout Cookie time, our office counts on our little Brownies and Girl Scouts to be our “providers”. We all act like it’s not really US that will eat these delicacies. We will take them home to our families or send them out to relatives who don’t have suppliers. But alas, we end up with stacks on the counter in the kitchen and we wait for the first brave person to break into them and then it’s a free-for-all with the cookies until they’re gone.

Yesterday was a particularly bad day here at West…nothing really going our way. Our wireless went out; one of our servers died; deliveries didn’t show on time; clients were on edge; the mail didn’t come until the end of the day…just not a stellar day. Someone thoughtfully opened a box of Thin Mints, ate a few from one of the sleeves, noticed a designer having some issues and passed the sleeve to the designer. The designer heard one of our account service folks have a problem on the phone and he gently placed the half eaten sleeve on her keyboard. Then our operations director knocked over a teetering pile of just-organized and ready-to-file papers and the account service person offered up the remains of the sleeve. As she was down to the bottom of the sleeve, I slammed down the phone in anger over a missed delivery and she walked into my office and handed me the last of the cookies. I ate two and then heard something fly out of our creative director’s office and went down to offer them up to him. He looked at me incredulously with his four boxes sitting next to him and said, “I have a ton”. I said, “eat these, they’re special.” So he did. And, all was well at West.

There was something really special about that silly box of Thin Mints yesterday. They made a cruddy day a little sweeter and kind of minty fresh.

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