No more ritual plant bombings…
Oh how I love when a blog produces desired results!
Today was Secretary’s day and on my desk is a large beautiful bouquet of colorful flowers. No ritual plant bombing this year! At least not on my desk anyway, my administrative assistants weren’t so lucky. My boss plant bombed their desks this morning with big green leafy annoying plants that will suck the oxygen from their personal space and leave dead leaf droppings all over their desks.
I was saved from the plant bombing this year receiving instead colorful flowers. ‘Bright and showy’ colorful flowers according to the delivery slip I signed. A veritable rainbow of springtime in a vase just for my enjoyment. It doesn’t seem fair, does it? Why did I get flowers and my assistants were typically plant bombed by my boss? It wasn’t my boss’ doing, he will never change his plant bombing ways. He likes plants too much, which is why he plant bombed my assistants. No, the credit for my colorful springtime flowers lies with my co-workers and this blog.
Last year when I wrote about the Secretary’s Day
ritual plant bombing, my co-workers read my blog and found it amusing. They laughed with me as we tried unsuccessfully to kill the plant I received in order to get rid of the green leafy annoying plant invading my desk. For my
birthday last year, they convinced my plant bombing boss to get me flowers instead of another plant. Their efforts were sincerely appreciated and our reward is the presence of the springtime colorful flowers sitting on my desk today.
What about my assistants you wonder? Do they like being plant bombed? Or like me do they long for colorful flowers and secretly loath all green leafy annoying plants? If they don’t want to be plant bombed, they need to wage their own campaign against ritual plant bombings and enlist the help of our co-workers the way I did, by suggesting it in a blog…
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I remember what you speak of all so well.....
ahhhhhhhh.........Bright, showy and colorful,..just like you!
besos, as
I once received a flower from a psycho babe. Or did I give one to a psycho babe. I can't remember.
that is all sooo funny...
I prefer bright flowers because I know they'll die eventually. A plant = too much responsibility. Says the woman who wants children. Scary, huh?
A plant does require nurturing. Part of the beauty of a flower is that it's here and gone.
But don't plants suck carbon dioxide out of the environment and return oxygen?...