Covent Garden Flowers, Wednesday
Wednesday, September 21st, 2016 09:10 amPeter was here again, arranging roses and carnations and...honestly, he'd have no idea what most of these flowers were if he hadn't seen them in the catalogues. But he was making pretty bouquets and mildly disturbing vases of the things, and he was enjoying the distraction and the patterns he could make.
He was pointedly ignoring both the feeling he needed to work on his magic and memories again, and the computer in the corner that seemed to have it in for him. He knew he was still learning the whole Windows 10 thing, but there was no excuse for it to keep beeping and asking him questions, and really, it was just a bit creepy.
There was a sign in the window again today: Help wanted. Flower or computer experience a plus! To which he had added, Employee discount! and managed not to add, if you can get the damn thing to cooperate.
The flower shop was open for business!
[Open post! No OCD.]
He was pointedly ignoring both the feeling he needed to work on his magic and memories again, and the computer in the corner that seemed to have it in for him. He knew he was still learning the whole Windows 10 thing, but there was no excuse for it to keep beeping and asking him questions, and really, it was just a bit creepy.
There was a sign in the window again today: Help wanted. Flower or computer experience a plus! To which he had added, Employee discount! and managed not to add, if you can get the damn thing to cooperate.
The flower shop was open for business!
[Open post! No OCD.]