I am on a first name basis with my local Starbucks baristas. I’m like Norm on Cheers except I don’t have anything witty to say back when they all look up and say “Hi Matt” as I enter the shop. I really enjoy this bit of personal attention and today it got even better.

After ordering my usual drink (Tall Java Chip Frappucino – it used to be a Chocolate Brownie Frap but they changed it on me), the young lady asked me if I wanted some carrot cake with that. When I declined, claiming that I had just ate, she said – “No, it’s on the house, I’ll put it in a bag for you – Because you’re such a nice guy.”

Nice guys may finish last but at least they have carrot cake to eat.