One of the most stupidest things in the world is being given flowers as a gift. Like, I couldn’t think of something more annoying, or more cliche. I’m not a huge dickhead, so I still register it as a nice gesture, and thank the person. But, you lose points for creativity, and lose major points for handing me something as useless as a bouquet of roses.
I’m sure it’s just a matter of opinion, and there are some weirdos out there who love flowers as presents, regardless of how pointless they are. But, as for myself, I hate their blossomy guts. Yeah, they look great for like a second, and they smell sort of good, but give it a day or two and they become these brown crumbly heaps of decaying vegetation.
So, here I am now, with this “Amazing” gift, that I get to just sit and watch wilt away. How fun. You couldn’t give me something with roots, so that I would like plant it, and actually get to enjoy forever?
That’s actually why I hate them so much. They have no other utilization besides to watch die. And, once they’ve finally kicked the bucket, it’s up to me to clean up the giant brittle mess, and find something to do with the stupid vase, too. So, I’ll probably end up throwing that away, just because I have literally no use for vases in my life.
That’s exactly why flowers are a terrible gift. They all just end up thrown away, shipped off to the city dump, after you’ve watched them quickly deteriorate before your eyes. So, you literally just handed me trash as a gift. Wow, gee, thanks?
