I work in an open office environment so pretty much every head turned my way. I sat at my desk, staring down at my phone in horror. I looked up to see everyone’s quizzical stares and started laughing. Sometimes it’s the only thing you can do.
5 Minutes Earlier
A box of beautifully decorated chocolate-covered strawberries was delivered to my desk. There was no note, but I’d been dating someone for a couple months so I had no doubt whom the gift was from.
I shot him a text: “You’re the best! I love chocolate-covered strawberries.”
And the inevitable reply: “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
In case you’ve never been there, receiving a text such as this is not a happy feeling.
I texted back: “Are you being serious?”
Him: “Yes. I assume someone sent you strawberries, huh?”
I’m a writer and I can tell you, there simply is no good answer to that question.
Luckily, the guy I was dating took it in stride. As for the strawberries, I racked my brain and asked a few people but could never figure out who sent them. It wasn’t until months later the person—a guy I’d dated some time before, briefly, before it ended badly—had sent them.
Awkward dating moments. You’ve got to love them.