Last week Friday I got flowers sent to the office for me. Now there's a first...For years, I have felt jealous of my female friends whose boyfriends seem to smother them with copious amounts of flowers and now that I finally had received my own, it didn't exactly feel that great.

I know what you are thinking...women, there is just no pleasing them. Actually there is but at 8.54am it might be a bit too early to write about that. Although, is it ever too early? Anyway, back to the flowers. It was nice, in fact it was a lovely gesture, only they weren't from the person I wanted them to be from.

Quizzed by every single female member of staff, I made my way up to my desk on the fifth floor thinking how to tell the person who sent them it was sweet but he isn't doing himself any favours. I know it might sound cruel but an email was the only way to do it seeing as the man in question is halfway across the world. And for some reason, that made me feel rather relieved.

It's not that I don't appreciate the gesture, I do, it is just that:
a. there is nothing going on between me and him
b. he met me for exactly 3 hours and most of that time I spent chatting to his friend
c. he seems to have created this image of me which however flattering it is, isn't real
d. he is piling the pressure on way too much...it makes me want to shout: hold on there buddy...don't be getting ahead of yourself
e. I was seeing someone else at the time and yes, past tense means that is no more. I haven't been able to break the pattern yet. My quest continues.
d. However, cliche it sounds, the ex-boyfriend is still very much around and it might still have quite a bit of potential really
f. Be it that I am not a hopeless romantic, I don't mind the odd romantic gesture but I like the less obvious one like the ex bringing me back a basketball playing smurf (don't ask) from San Fransisco rather than sending me 20 roses which luckily weren't red.

Sheesh, that makes me feel awfuk writing all of this down because the guy means well...

At least now I know what it feels like to receive flowers but whether I like it or not...well the jury is still out on that one....guess it all depends on the guy. Typical.

Best get to work.

Ilse