If you want to create a friendly debate in an office full of girls, have a bouquet of flowers delivered on Valentine’s day.
A beautiful bouquet of flowers arrived at the office for one of the girls. Upon arrival she went as red as the roses she had received and scolded her boyfriend under her breath, while we all cooed in unison, secretly wishing our own men had gone to the effort. She on the other hand appeared to be genuinely coy, playing it down and joking that he should have chosen her favourite flowers. We teased and called her ungrateful and all thought her boyfriend was wonderful. It may have made her blush but there was a definite smile on her face as she hid the bouquet under her desk.
A delivery of flowers can also bring many happy memories. Feeling soppy I thought I’d share this beautiful and romantic story with you.
An impressive bouquet of flowers arrives with the word ‘Will’ on the card for a friend of mine. Wondering what was going on we all assume that there has been a mix up or maybe she has secret admirer!
The delivery man is back with a second spray of flowers. Looking puzzled she reads card and it says ‘You’. By this point we’re all super excited and guessing his next move. They play cat and mouse on the phone, chatting to one another as if nothing is going on but clearly grinning from ear to ear.
With work out of the window, all eyes are on the car park, waiting for another delivery. When the van arrives there is a cluster of adoring women downstairs and a gaggle of girls upstairs peering through the window. The card reads ‘Marry’. We instantly urge her to go home to her man as he awaits her with his final message.
I’m sure the excitement consumed her as she made the journey home, where he was patiently waiting for her on his knee and a ring in his hand ready to ask ‘Will you marry me?’.
I can share with you that they lived happily ever after with five years of marriage under their belt and a beautiful little girl.
What are your thoughts on having flowers delivered to work? Love or hate it?