Yesterday I had 3 dozen roses delivered to Jen’s work. This morning when she got to work they had been moved. In her email was a note from a worker on the third shift that explained how a few third shifters have flower allergies and though they work on the entire other side of the office floor, those with allergies began sneezing. Because of the unusually strong scent, the flowers were moved to a locked office.
Our house however smells like these bad ass mofo Hyacinths. My favorite flower that starts off the best time of year.
When it comes to flowers I do. Not. Fuck. Around.
