Thursday, June 3, 2010

Memory #5: Ka-blooey

I used to work a lot of shifts alone at the flower shop and, because of that, I used to get hit on an awful lot. One of my most favorite memories was the guy who listened to me yap about begonias and seemed genuinely interested.
I had no clue he was hitting on me, but he bought the plant and ran out the door...just as I noticed he wrote his name and phone number on the receipt.
I was flattered... until he drove by the front window holding the plant out his sunroof, honking wildly. 

I never called.


  1. that is hilarious! by the way, i like this idea of documenting a decade.

  2. bahahahaha so funny ^_^ Great post renee

  3. wow, subtle! haha

    great blog concept ^_^