I haven't always been a big fan of receiving flowers. I've always said that I would rather get a bag of chips instead of a bouquet. I'm not big into taking care of plants or flowers because I simply don't do it. The inevitable happens; they die and I always feel a little sadness because of it. I always tell Rob that I would prefer if he would just throw out my flowers once they have died so that I don't have to feel bad doing it myself. I know, I'm weird.
However in the last year, I probably received three or four bundles of flowers and I have enjoyed putting them together in a vase and I've even put some effort into keeping them alive! My opinion on the matter has definitely changed and I bet that as I get older I'll probably become more interested in gardening too. Don't even get me started on gardening.
Pretty Spring flowers. |
Another time, my curiosity got me into a bit of trouble. I was driving and a man was walking across a crosswalk with a bouquet in hand. I drove by, looking and wondering what the story behind his flowers were. As I passed him, he stopped looked at me and mouthed the words ASSHOLE. Say wha?! This guy was definitely in his sixties maybe close to seventy. I was floored. I was also immediately pissed off. So I parked and decided to meet up with this man in the parking lot to confront his rude accusation. He saw me and started charging towards me. We met in the middle and I exploded, demanding to know why I was an asshole. He said that it didn't seem like I was going to stop at the crosswalk (even though I did) and he thought I was driving too fast. I told him that I was in fact interested in why he had flowers and wondered who they were for, that was all. I also told him that I was NOT an asshole, far from it actually. He apologized for calling me one and I told him that I may have been driving a bit fast. In the end I poked him in the chest and asked; "We good?" He agreed. That is probably one of my favourite stories to tell because I have no idea what came over me that day. I think I was just outraged at the thought of someone thinking that I was a bad person when I was just curious and in wonderland about his pretty flowers. Needless to say; I never did find out why he had those flowers. Perhaps he was taking them home to his wife, for falsely calling her an asshole.
Do you like receiving flowers or are you like me, and would prefer a bag of candy or chips?!
8 comments:
Ha! I remember when you told me the story about the elderly man! It's so weird! x
Based on just reading posts from you, I never imagined you being the type of person to confront someone. Especially a 70 year old! I was really hoping he was going to tell you what the flowers were for!
First of all, you don't know what you're missing by not gardening! I get a secret thrill when I can see the amount of growth my plants have undergone. And starting them from seed and seeing that little sprout pop up... That's a whole new level!
On another note, this seems like such a "Haley" story to me. I often wish I had more backbone so I could stand up to people. I'm learning but I'm impressed that you didn't let that old man get to you. I would've stewed over it all day and ended up regretting not saying anything. Bravo!
Oh and chips... definitely chips.
OMG!! I can't believe you stopped! That's crazy tho! Way to put him in his place!
That is an amazing story and this might be my new favorite blog post of yours. It wouldn't have even occurred to me to get out of my car and confront the guy. That's pretty awesome. I hope next time he'll not be so quick to call someone an asshole! I laughed at you asking him "we good?" TYou would probably make an excellent florist, apart from the whole dealing with flowers aspect :)
Hahahahahahaha what an hilarious post!!! I feel exactly the same about flowers, Haley! I don't enjoy receiving them as gifts as I think they deserve to grow in the ground, not be ripped up for us to water a few times before watching them shrivel! Likewise I always have my mind wandering why the flowers were bought for someone.
Really loved this post!
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hahahaha--I'm pretty surprised that you went out and confronted him--you're brave, but that's kind of hilarious too. I'm happy about either flowers or a bag of chips, I think either one is nice! :P And whenever I accidentally overhear a random sentence someone was saying, I make up a whole context for the sentence and sometimes tell Angel the entire conversation I invented. It's a fun pastime.
OHEMGEE! Only you could go out and ask why :P I don't like getting flowers because ... I really never got any haha!
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