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Thursday, July 7, 2005

OK, You’re Embarrassing Me

This is the second week in a row that I’ve received flowers at my office. Last week I was in an intense meeting with the rest of the agency’s account team when the receptionist walked in with a fist full of flowers that I don’t know the name of and stuck them in front of me. Of course, the whole meeting stopped while everyone waited for me to open the card and see who it was from. There are absolutely no secrets in this office.

The note said “Have a beautiful day.” The penmanship was almost as bad as my own.

“Who could it be from?” my thoroughly entertained co-workers mused.

“I have no idea,” I said, thoroughly embarrassed. “How about we just go back to work?”

“Awww, Aaron has a secret looovveerrr!”

“No, really, please.. What were we talking about? Oh yeah, developing agency collateral materials…”

“Aaron’s face is supppperrr red!”

“OK, I think I have to go now.”

Today I was working at my computer when the receptionist came to me yet again, this time with a vase full of half a dozen yellow roses.

“You really need to find out who this is,” she said.

Hearing that, the six co-workers near me gathered around while I opened the card.

“Did he sign it this time?”

“Is it from your burrito daddy?”

“It doesn’t say who it’s from. It just says ‘Have a great day.’”

I debated leaving off the second sentence. But after a hesitation, I finished it:

“CUTE BOY.”

“Have a great day. Cute Boy.” That’s how it looks on the card, along with a hand-drawn smiley face.

While I am greatly flattered, Flower Giver, could you maybe send them to my home so as to spare me further embarrassment in the workplace?

Posted by Aaron on July 7, 2005 10:12 AM

Comments:

I feel your pain. Ever since that whole craigslist posting escalated to a bouquet of flowers, people have been harassing me on a daily basis. I would be more flattered if a guy had the guts to walk up and say "hi" rather than hiding behind flowers and craigslist postings.

R

Rich
July 7, 2005 10:52 AM

Moo, Moo, Moo... Poor me. I got flowers at work. Twice.

Aaron, your life is hard.

Matt
July 7, 2005 11:11 AM

Rich! You didn't tell me that you got flowers now too...

What is it with secret admirers and you creative agency types?

I'm in the wrong motherfucking line of work!

Mighty
July 7, 2005 11:16 AM

I admit it, Aaron. They're from me. What kind of flowers were they again?

Byf
July 7, 2005 11:17 AM

I only seem to get flowers when people die. SOOOO not fair.

Smitty
July 7, 2005 11:58 AM

Oh, you POOR tortured child!

I have never gotten flowers in my entire life, and I'm pretty sure that I'm about twice your age.

Yeah, feeling for you.

Joe.My.God.
July 7, 2005 2:38 PM

Aaron - I have a solution. Tell the receptionist they've been delivered to the wrong address. It should have gone to 800 Hennepin Ave, attn: Sparkles

SparklesMpls
July 7, 2005 4:46 PM

you're not making this up? Where's the picture? :)

jon
July 7, 2005 5:24 PM

Awful. Meanwhile, I've my Amazon Wish List on my blog, hoping that strangers would send me nice things, and nobody's bought me a damn thing off it yet!

Apartment 604
July 7, 2005 8:17 PM

Whiner.

sam
July 7, 2005 8:51 PM

Keep your fingers crossed that they're not from the fat, ugly, old maid who works on the other side of your office, secretly lusting for you every time you pass her on the way to the break room.

Ryan
July 8, 2005 11:30 AM

Geez and here I complain that no one ever sends a guy in my office flowers or anything for that matter. All the women on my campus get stuff, but we guys don't lol.

Maybe some cute guy in your office is the mysterious floral sender and wants to see how you'll react. When you find out who it is, ask if he has a twin who sends golf balls to an office, I pre-fer Top Flite lol :).

Mike
July 8, 2005 6:06 PM