As I reported Sunday, the bathrooms at the new job have fresh cut flowers. I was told they are changed weekly. This was last week:
A right lovely arrangement, if I do say. Smelled good too, a big plus in a bathroom.
Monday morning I went to the bathroom, even though I had no business to do, just to flower situation. Sure enough, new and delightful:
If this is some twilight zone / dream / matrix / alternate reality, leave me be. I'll take the blue pill, Morpheus.
The End
2 years ago
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