This morning at work, I heard someone ask a third party if they knew (a slightly mangled version of) my name. I said "that's me" and was presented with a package from a florist.
Red roses. With a very sweet note, including the phrase "we are all ridiculously sentimental" and signed simply "A."
I guessed at which A it was. I guessed wrong, and
cattitude told me that he didn't actually know where I was working, I remembered
adrian_turtle asking yesterday what my new employer is called, and he observed that I have a clever, sneaky turtle. I do, at that. I am pleased.
Red roses. With a very sweet note, including the phrase "we are all ridiculously sentimental" and signed simply "A."
I guessed at which A it was. I guessed wrong, and
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