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A few years ago, when I first moved to Dublin but was still working in Carlow the then boyfriend sent me a huge arrangement of roses by Interflora. I was furious with him. It was about 3 feet tall and about 2 wide. Must have cost a fortune, we were living together and he was always broke. Anyway, struggled to get them onto the packed bus, had to travel the whole way with them on my knee and then had to carry them the 20 minute walk to the apartment.
The looks I was getting! And the number of furious slaps I saw being administered by girlfriends who just seconds earlier had been happily gazing at their single long-stemmed rose.
I made him promise never to do that to me again. He didn't keep that promise.
Edit: They were beautiful though, and secretly I was dead chuffed.
I took today off work and delivered flowers instead. I manged to reduce a bank full of women to squeeling teenagers by walking in with one delivery for a cashier. She looked so smug.
One woman looked delighted when I showed up with a bouquet at her door. She was less impressed when she read that card and saw it was for her daughter.
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