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[Jun. 20th, 2007|02:53 pm]
So. About 20 minutes ago, I got a call from the receptionist, who hung up on me. I wondered about this, vaguely, and--I was about to write "went back to work" but "went back to accidentally reading Confederacy of Dunces on Google Books" would, regrettably, be more accurate.

Maybe 45 seconds later, I was startled by a huge green thing in my peripheral vision. It turned out to be the receptionist, totally hidden behind a 1-800-Flowers object the size of her torso, which she dropped on my desk.

I was surprised. In fact, I was so surprised that I stared at her and demanded, "What the hell is this about?" Which is not a nice thing to say to people bringing you flowers, generally, and I'm resolved not to do it again.

I have an Admirer.

[User Picture]From: kengwen
2007-06-22 09:21 pm (UTC)
Honey, I'm sure you've got several. The gargantuan flower arrangement I think means you've got one with some money. And possibly one who forgot your birthday and feels guilty and is trying to make up for it? Or one who feels strongly that birthdays should be celebrated a certain number of days after the actual date, for novelty. Or one who might know if you've had a particularly bad day recently, or some spectacular success to be celebrated?
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