Pirched on my chair in my pod, idling away the time till the next big meeting i got a call from the receptionist announcing that i had flowers waiting for me in the lobby.
My first reaction was one of cynicism, "Who the heck is trying to pull a prank on me?...they picked the wrong day to mess with me buddy!" However, the receptionist swore on all that is good that there were indeed flowers waiting for me.
I could hardly contain my girlish glee and merrily skipped all the way downstairs to pick them up :-)
They are now sitting proudly on my desk, strategically placed so passer-bys can oooh and aaah over them.
What i am not looking forward to is the Walk of Shame to my car at day-end, sometimes there is such a thing as too much unecessary attention.
PS Thanks so much for the flowers, they made my day: -) (you know who you are!).