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OPTIONAL TASK 170
Bowie grabbed some lunch before heading to the post office to post off the large boxes of bouquets, that had been ordered for an event in Chicago. It was a big business deal. She had worked with the company before, so was more than happy to work with them again. It had been a lot of work, and had taken bowie a lot of time and effort. Now that it was finally done she was relieved. She just hoped they liked her work like they did the last time. Although Bowie knew she was a good florist, she still had an ounce of self-doubt… a small part of her that always questioned whether she was good enough or not. She was her own worst enemy. As she stepped out of the post office into the cooling air, she zipped up her jacket to block out as much of the breeze as possible. She glanced around, taking in the people around her. Being careful where she stepped to try and avoid those who were hurrying along about their business.
As Bowie looked up she noticed cloudy skies rolling in. It was late afternoon and everyone around her seemed to be in a rush. People darting around in and out of shops, staring down at their phones bumping into people because they were not looking where they were going. It was a fast paced world we lived in and people never seemed to take the time to stop and take in everything around them. After being pushed and shoved multiple times, Bowie was beginning to get a little angry. She could not believe how rude some people were. Manners cost nothing, and it was not hard to say excuse me… although some people lacked manners. She sighed to herself and retreated into Darling Buds, and reopened the shop. As she did so a group of teenagers came in and decided to mess around and trash the place before running out. They had tossed the buckets over leaving the flowers strewn over the floor in different heaps. Water soaked the ground. Some flowers had been trampled on, the petals now limp and separate from the flower itself. Flowers had been kicked around, and they had knocked things off of her display on the counter. It was a frustrating situation, but she couldn’t exactly hit a kid. She did not feel like a trip to jail today.
She spent an hour cleaning up the mess and serving rude customers in between. People berated her because her shop looked a mess, and would not listen to her when she explained what happened. Bowie had worked extremely hard setting up her business, and she hated it when someone ruined it for her. She did not know why the kids had decided to target her place, then again a lot of businesses had been messed with over the last few weeks. They were clearly bored and had nothing better to do than mess with someone’s lively hood. This was not just a hobby for Bowie, it was her life. She took pride in her work, and now everything just looked a mess and it broke her heart.
She finally gave up. She had, had enough today. ‘Man I need a drink’ she thought to herself. She headed home and showered before getting changed. She went into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of wine. She grabbed her phone and texted her friend ‘Hey wanna meet up at Country Strong for some drinks?’ she typed before hitting send. She went and sat on the couch and began watching Legally Blonde as she waited for a reply.
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