10/09/2026
I’m in my late 50s now and have been self-employed since my early 20s. Along the way, there have been people who took the time to offer me a bit of encouragement when I needed it. I’ve never forgotten that.
For the past several months, I’ve regularly seen a young man working at a local Starbucks. He’s always pleasant, smiling, and clearly takes pride in doing his job well.
One evening, while he was mopping the floor near closing time, I stopped to talk with him. I told him something that I genuinely believe: the work ethic and attitude he brings to an ordinary job are qualities that will serve him well in whatever he chooses to pursue.
We talked about school, his goal of becoming an engineer, and the fact that someone had discouraged him from pursuing it. I was careful not to presume I knew his circumstances or had all the answers. But I did tell him that people will always have opinions about what you should or shouldn't do with your life. Listen, consider what they have to say, but don't let someone else's opinion make the decision for you.
If it's something you want, work hard and give yourself a fair chance to achieve it.
A little while later, I left a positive review for the Starbucks and mentioned him specifically. He saw it and thanked me.
Today, I stopped in for a coffee with my wife. He waved hello, disappeared into the back, and came out with a bag of coffee for me as a gift.
I was genuinely touched.
Not just by the gift, but by the thought behind it. A few conversations, a little encouragement, and the recognition of someone doing his best with what he's been given. Apparently, it had meant something to him, too.
You never really know what effect a few words might have on someone who's still figuring things out. There's no need to make a grand gesture of it, and there's certainly no need to expect anything in return.
I just remember the people who encouraged me when I was starting out, and I think it's worth passing that along when the opportunity presents itself.
Sometimes, you get a little reminder that the smallest things can matter.
And sometimes, that reminder comes in a bag of coffee.