...rose lady
Whatever happened to the rose girl?
Do you remember when you'd go out in the city on a Friday or Saturday night, and a nice girl/woman with a basket of red roses would walk around to restaurants selling them, mostly to embarrassed looking blokes cornered into trying to look chivalrous while on a date? It was a very clever tactic. I think it was for charity or something.
I think the world would be a better place if we brought rose girl back, (though I'd hope I wouldn't bump into her every time I went out, otherwise I'd be broke!)
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Labels: Romance
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She's taken up a job with a Nigerian banking consortium who have links to a royal family and just need to receive your bank account details to give you your inheritance. I guess she needed a promotion to get out of roses, couldn't break through the grass ceiling. Sorry!
I wonder what happened to her... probably some work force laws said the pub couldn't cover insurance or something.
I still see the Salvation Army people come around and collect dosh though.
Lorna - That is sooo depressing! Do you have the spam blues?
Ms Smack - What a shocking world we live in, where you can't even hassle people to buy your stuff while they try to have dinner.
I'm glad you remember her though. I was starting to think I imagined her.
Thanks for visiting.
I was always so embarrassed when they would come around though. A mixture of shame, sympathy and frustration.
once upon a time it was the photographer who was then replaced by the rose girl who was then replaced by the drug dealer :-)
I was once sitting in a pub with a female friend when a woman came 'round selling roses. My friend had really short hair and the rose lady saw the back of her and then offered her a rose to buy for me. My friend was really pissed off because the woman thought she was a dude and I had to spend ages reassuring her that she looked nothing like a man!
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