I see what you mean, though for me the missed opportunity was for a considerably deeper level of friendship and community. In my mind, making the basket over to the transfer station falls into random acts of kindness territory. The times that I've taken tasty food in response to the guy commenting on my Penzey's bumper magnet*...those were friendship and community building events. There was real human interaction going on, real conversation. The kind of real conversation that would have happened if I'd made the Cthulhu Peeps...and the person receiving the basket shared my sense of humor.
And, yes, even a bog-standard Easter basket could have been thoughtless or offensive, but the risks on that were a lot lower.
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Date: 2014-04-20 04:04 pm (UTC)And, yes, even a bog-standard Easter basket could have been thoughtless or offensive, but the risks on that were a lot lower.