Today, at work, our team started a new sales strategy of selling flowers to men by asking them to buy one for their lovely ladies. The first guy I ask ends up crying and telling me his wife passed away a week ago. The woman with him was actually his sister. FML
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Halloween
A failed costume, stolen candy and a very real scare: Halloween, the one night when fear is allowed.
Today, I went into work and noticed one of my fellow colleagues had a large bunch of flowers on her desk. As soon as I saw her, I immediately said, "Happy Birthday!" Everyone went quiet. It wasn't her birthday; her father had died. FML
Today, I asked a coworker what she'd bought her dad for father's day. She said that she got him some flowers, and I laughed because I thought it was a rather feminine gift for a man. I later found out that the flowers were for his grave. FML
Today, I got flowers from a secret admirer. Turns out they were from my sister's in-laws who own a flower shop. Apparently, everyone feels bad that I'm single and they are convinced I'm gonna die alone. FML
Today, I bought some flowers. As I was checking out, the cashier asked, "Aww, these for your mom? How sweet." I responded they were for a girl I liked. She laughed and said, "Sorry…" FML
Today, I went to surprise my girlfriend, who was at work at Target, with flowers. I asked the employee at the entrance if she was there. When he asked who I was, his face lit up red and he started profusely apologizing, stating, “She told me you guys broke up.” before guiding me to her area. News to me. FML
Today, at work, I asked a lady how she was doing. When she replied, I didn't understand her, and instead of asking her what she'd said, I just replied with, "Oh, that's good." What she'd said that I didn't understand was that her husband had just died. FML
Today, while at work, I asked an older customer how he was doing. He told me that he'd just lost his wife. I gave my condolences before he clarified that his wife was not dead, but was lost in Walmart. FML
Today, while I was working my shift at the store, my girlfriend appeared and asked to talk to me. Once we were alone, she burst into tears and started sobbing. Turns out someone's dad died in her favorite TV show and she wanted some comfort. FML
Today, my sister asked me how my boyfriend was doing. He died two years ago. She was the first person I told. FML
Today, on a whim, I bought my wife some flowers on my way home. She put them in a vase then asked me what stupid thing I did that I’m pre-apologising for. She refuses to believe I bought her flowers for any other reason. Man, I must be a really shitty husband. FML
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allmidnighteyes 11
It's not like you knew. Oh well ¯|(°_o)/¯ Sucks to be him, though.
redbluegreen 41
Roses are red, Violets are blue. This rhyme's overdone, But at least I'm not you.
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Comments (105)
ouch1990 0
FHL
KrazyLove56 4
Aww poor man
dansco 25
What a bitch you are! Lol. Why are you selling flowers in there? They are there for food ffs!
Serisent 26
The post doesn't actually say what kind of store the OP works for... It could be a grocery store, which often carries flowers. Or a craft store. Or any other kind of store than a restaurant.
wey26_ 1
#79 is probably right. The best way to get rid of pushy sales people and have some fun at the same time is to embarass them.
alex1432 9
oooooooooooooooooo I bet he went home and hung himselft
deadbabyjesus 2
wow your company is really behind!
missalice0306 19
Aww, I feel for that guy, but there wasn't any way you could've known that the woman was his sister. F both of your lives.
xrudeboyrock 29
That's a shame. But there's no way you could have known, don't be hard on yourself.
The_9th_Doctor 18
not your fault you didn't know
Mailman2121 15
A new sales strategy? Seriously? I've seen this "strategy" for over ten years, in 3 different countries. You guys are retarded.