i try to be quick with friends and recruiting prospects about the things they may not like about the community. But somehow, likely because i don’t drink it, i forget to mention we don’t have public coffee at Twin Oaks. So what often happens is my guest has a wonderful first day experience and wakes up the next day with sort of a romantic hangover from the lovely people, prosaic landscape, community spirit, charming distinct kids, exotic holiday, enviable life style, etc.
And then they ask where the coffee is.
Coffee is pricey and many people don’t drink it at Twin Oaks, some because they view it as a mind altering but legal drug. But really the reason we don’t have public free coffee somewhere is that it is the last vestige of behaviorism. We use “free” coffee to get people into the hammock shops and work in that one of our collective businesses.
So when my new friend Gryphon woke up this morning enchanted but seeking caffeine, i started running around seeking this peculiar tasting fluid. As many hours i have worked in the hammock shop, i don’t feel quite right taking guest coffee from the hammocks business, so i seek out some generous member to let me bum a cup. Which honestly was not hard.
But i realized that i have some coffee shame, it feels like a difference which runs over excited guests initial excitement about us.