Thursday, February 14, 2013

A Funny Story about Flower Giving

Today, being Valentines Day, some of the girls at work got flowers.
One got a big bunch of red roses
and another got red tulips and blue irises.
Some of the girls were saying that red roses are such a cliche
and that they would want something different.
While I might also prefer something else, I refrained from saying so.
I actually think that the people making these observations, along with myself, would have been happy with any kind of flower.
Just the fact that someone bothered to send them is cool enough.
So, we got to talking and the girl who received the tulips and irises sent her hubby a "Thank You" text and he replied back that he choose red for the tulips to represent his love and the blue of the irises was to represent her blue eyes and eyes have irises and...
She said "He's such a dork" but she laughed and smiled and said that maybe she should be nicer to him.
I said that maybe she shouldn't change whatever she's doing because it seemed to be working!
We got to talking about how he had obviously put a lot of thought into it.
I said that I found that to be pretty rare and the fact that he knew that she prefers something other than roses was huge.
I told her that when I was younger I got my fair share of roses.
I had one guy who used to leave a rose under my windshield wiper with little love notes.
 
Another time I was given one in a big box on a first date at dinner.
 
Then there was the time someone bought me a rose when he went in to pay for gas and there were some sitting at the register.
 
Roses are nice but I definitely prefer something else.
I would always remember the big bunch of wildflowers that a boyfriend gave to me.
He was waiting for me after work and as I and my co-workers came out the door he presented them to me. They were wrapped with paper towels around the bottom of the stems.
Everyone thought he was just the sweetest guy. When I got home and removed the paper toweling I found roots and some dirt still clinging to them, he had just pulled them out of someones garden!
 
So today I was telling the girls at work about THAT and they laughed and said that had to be the worst EVER and I said NO.
They couldn't believe any flower story could top that so I told about the time when I was working a waitress job in the evenings to help make ends meet and how this boy who was going to college in our town would stop in all the time to see me. Almost every evening he would bring me a carnation.
All the other girls thought he was so adorable and couldn't believe that he always had a flower for me. I have to admit that the thought that he took the time to get a carnation really made me feel special.
 
He and I talked about a lot of things. He was from Pennsylvania and was going to Chiropractic College and one night he told me that he had a part-time job. He worked nights and was on call for a mortuary. He would go out with the undertakers and pick up bodies from the hospital, nursing homes and such and help take them back to the funeral home.
And that's where he was getting my flowers from.
 
The funeral home.
So, I guess the moral to my story is, flowers are not always a good thing but a girl does remember them.

12 comments:

Mary Helen-Art Saves Lives said...

Well his heart was in the right place....so kind and very funny to actually admit his way of bringing you a flower each day. I kind of like the guy who pulled then from someone's garden...did you remember to plant them? Happy Happy Valentine's Day to my sweet funny friend. Peace, Mary Helen Fernandez Stewart

Sandy Mastroni said...

oh God .... You got me laughing so hard
You tell the best stories
okay .......... ah .... I'm okay now ..... ha ha ha
Happy Valentine's Day
{ I got nuttin' ...... but I didn't want anything }
My gift to him was telling him he didn't have to get anything for me

Robin Kent said...

I'm not big on any holiday. And rather see flowers in the ground. When i was being 'woo-ed' I got a huge bouquet in a wicker vase. Found out later he picked them from the florist's dumpster that was near where he lived. Should have gotten the hint he was a recycler at heart. But it worked.

Nita {ModVintageLife} said...

He he...that is too funny. But you know...I don't think it would bother me. At least he thought of you. I had the idea once to go out to the cemetery and remove all the silk flowers the night before they cleaned the graves off after the flowers are up for a month after Memorial Day. I thought it a great way to get silk flowers to use. They'd only been out in the elements a month and it usually doesn't rain that much during that time and they are only getting thrown away and I figured I could make things of them. EVERYONE thought that was a terrible idea. I thought it brilliant and good to recycle although I don't think I really could have done it.

Just noticed the little illustrations of Kanga, Hattie and Louie - They are so cute!

flowersonline24 said...

Oh............
That's very nice flowers. I love it.

An Urban Cottage said...

That's funny!

My mother was famous for asking my father whenever he brought flowers home, What'd you do, stop by the cemetery?

A guy should never give away his secrets.

sassypackrat said...

I not a big flower girl myself. Very allergic to most and roses send me fleeing for tissue. So the ones I remember the most are the flowers given with care for my allergies, like carnations and daisies. Loved you flower stories. Really love the drawings of some of your furry friends...adorable.

yoborobo said...

I am just weird enough that I think it was nice that he was so honest - lol!! I got ART. ART, Cindi. My hubby got me one of Sandy's paintings - he trolled my favs, I guess. :) Spring is coming and you and I will be getting ourselves lots of flowers! Weeee! xox

barbandemily said...

Ha! Ha ha ha! Snort! Ha ha!

Fabulous stories! Reminds me of several wildflower bouquets I've received in my time. :)

Thanks, Barb

thecottagebythecranelaketwo said...

I'm laughing so much :-) :-) :-) Wonderful stories :-)

Have a great day!
Christer.

Abi said...

Argh! I missed your stories Cindi!!

Ricki Jill Treleaven said...

LOL Your flower stories are much more interesting than mine!