I was stumbling into work today through the plaza next to our building when I noticed the gardeners were replacing the cyclamen that have been blooming in big pots there since Christmas with geraniums. More importantly, I saw they were THROWING THEM AWAY. Eeeks. Cyclamen are perennials that bloom year after year and cost about $5 a pop at the nursery. Trashing them is a crazy waste.
I asked the head plant guy (who could have been establishing a notable career in gay porn instead of potting geraniums, but whatever) if I could have the cyclamen. He said sure so readily, I considered asking about a blowjob as well, but I didn’t want to push my luck.
Scurrying back to the my desk I snatched up some grocery bags and am now the possessor of a couple dozen big ol’ cyclamen, yay. I have, of course, no place in the yard for them, but I’ll figure that out later.