What’s better for people receiveing flowers? Having a loved one show up unannounced or having the Flower Guy/Gal show up with them? Poll.
Personally, I’m about to drive over to where my wife works, unannounced with flowers. [very uncharactoristic of me] She’ll {{{SQEEEE}}} I’m sure, and that’s enough for me.
Oh my Og, I just ordered flowers for **Mr. Olives **yesterday to be delivered today, and it never occurred to me I could bring them myself because I’m off work today. Boy do I feel like a tool. It would have been way more romantic to get them in person. Not to mention save $15 in shipping fees. :smack:
Honestly when it comes to Valentine’s Day, I’m the one with the big flourishy romantic gestures. When I pick him up at work today he’s getting a heart-shaped container full of Jelly Bellies (one of the few candies he can eat) and probably some balloons. Then we’re going out to dinner!
The last time I got flowers from Mr. Olives was on our first official date, and I’d told him I love lilacs, but they are impossible to find, so he just went for anything purple. A good memory.
Goddammit, I love contrived Hallmark Holidays too.
Given the choice, it would be double the squeee if The Boy brought over the flowers vs. some anonymous overworked flower delivery person (actually, given that my office has relatively high security… it would be an even more apathetic security guard who’s pissed at playing flower delivery person).
Besides, since a proper thank you at the office would involve violating a half-dozen HR regulations, I’d still end up marinating in squee for a few hours, all the while plotting exactly how best to express my thanks. So he’d get the benefit of seeing my initial OMG OMG OMG!!! and the followup after 5pm.
Sadly, The Boy is romance-impaired, so I highly suspect I’ll never be in a position to choose between either option. The above is strictly theoretical.
I’d always stopped at the store, picked something out myself and brought them home before. Then, one year I had the florist deliver them, a dozen each for the wife and daughter, and they both went darn near apoplectic. The look of my then 4 year old snuggeld up to her arrangement was to melt even the toughest of hearts, which I never had in the first place (she own me). They still talk about them and we’ve kept the vases for subsequent deliveries.
This year I called for a delivery but they can’t go all the way out to my house so they delivered them to me here at work. So having paid florist price for a couple of gorgeous arrangements yet delivering them myself, I’m either going to get none of the credit or double the love.