So, last week I stumbled upon a J-O-B… don’t get too excited it is just a weekend gig where I am on call delivering flowers. It is PERFECT for me though as I get to be free and spread sunshine all day while in between I do homework, write and live my life… the pay is quite small, but all in all it is pretty fun.
My first day was Sunday. One of my gigs was to deliver to a hospital for one of thier pickiest clients who was expecting their arrangement at exactly 3:30; no later (in fact they called the shop several times to confirm that it would be there on time). It was a huge floral arrangement and I got very specific instructions on how to take it out of my car upon delivery, along with how to park….
So, first of all I went to the wrong hospital. It took me like twenty minutes to park as I couldn’t find the area that my bosses were describing. I painstakingly took this huge arrangement out of my car (did I mention it weighed like 30 pounds?). The whole ordeal was stressful as I didn’t want to mess up this very important bunch of flowers. I took a deep breath as I got it out of my car unscathed. Then I set it on the ground as I tried to figure out how I would carry the clipboard for a signiture AND carefully handle this bunch of very heavy and delicate flowers. I took a deep breath, as I placed the clipboard under one of my arms and gathered the bunch in my both of my arms. I walked into the hospital and the security guard told me that the elevators were on the other side of the building while handing me a map telling me, “just follow this, you’ll find it easy.” Um did he not notice that my arms were full and seeing past this GINORMOUS arrangement while walking was almost IMPOSSIBLE, how on earth could I read a map with no hands and no eyes?
I was so grateful to find the elevators. Then I realized there was no such room as 2396 in the whole hospital. I found it odd that I was on the labor and delivery floor when I was supposed to be delivering to a 94 year old lady…. hmmmm…. I placed the flowers at the nurses station as I paused to call the flower shop. Right in that moment my phone rang. I assumed immediately that it was the flower shop and I picked up saying, “I went to the wrong place (of course it was a stressed out tone)… and my friend said in a very calm voice, “Currie…. um, do you know who this is?” OH GEEZ…. not the flower shop! I looked at the clock now with sweaet dripping from my brow…. 3:20.
Turns out I had to go back to my car. I couldn’t find the exit in this maze of a hospital… I had to put the flowers back in my car….. A HUGE leaf fell out of the arrangement….. EFFFFFFF! I had to drive carefully another 6 blocks and of course I was behind the slowest car ever… for the first time in my life I used my horn in a bit of an aggressive way. MOVE! Also I had one hand stabilizing this tropical blend of eye pleasing delight which I had to lean signicantly to make sure it would stay in place.
I arrived at the right hospital at 3:26. I practically ran inside after I placed the huge leaf back in the arrangement. The security guard here smiled and said, “Wow. That is beautiful!” Right in that moment a huge leaf fell out. I looked at him in terror…. he said, “Uh oh, don’t worry, I got it” and he placed it back in…. and then it fell out again. He gave me directions and wished me luck saying don’t worry the arrangement still looks good. I exited the elevator as my adreniline pumped and I silently said a “What the “F*ck” as I found myself on the labor and delivery floor again….” This can’t be right. I pressed forward as the signs pointed to 2396. I looked at the card again and surely 2396 was where I was supposed to go… I arrived in a fury of hurry as I loudly exclaimed in the nurses section, “I NEED HELP…. where’s 2396??” They pointed and I walked in relieved to see an elderly woman laying in bed. I set the flowers down and smiled…..
She read the card and said, “Oh, I don’t know any of the names on the card…” Uh oh… I think we all knew what happened (including the nurse who was standing there). I called the flower shop…. They said, “Didn’t you get my text, I’m so sorry the room is actually 2394…” Actually I never got the text and even if I did there is no way that I would have been able to reach in my pocket and see it.
Deep breath…. How do I tell a woman in excruciating pain whose face brightened significantly upon the arrival of this arrangement that they were not for her? I apologized and quietly explained the error. Right then the nurse walked out covering his mouth, holding in laughter. The nurse was waiting right outside the door as he said, “That’s some of the funniest sh*t I’ve ever seen.”
I walked into 2394 at exactly 3:35. The family seemed to be relaxed as they offered me a seat and thanked me, though I was so flustered that I forgot to write down any of the details I was supposed to… It was all in good humor though.
I exited the labor and delivery floor which also tends to elderly people too laughing so hard that I couldn’t breath. A passerby in the hallway looked at me and started laughing too… it was contagious. I explained what happened and we laughed harder…. I had the giggly snorts. I kept laughing all the way through the parking lot where the security guard and valet attendents also caught on.
I laughed all the way to the flower shop where the girl working also caught on. She said, “That’s what I do too, you’ve gotta have a sense of humor.” I told her that I intended to buy a flower arrangement to bring back to room 2396 so her day could be brighter. Though I didn’t have to purchase anything, my “co-worker” found flowers that were not going to be sold and made an arrangement. I slipped a card in saying, “You have to admit, it’s pretty funny… at least I think so and I hope you got a good chuckle out of it.”
I delivered the flowers with everyone smiling radiantly at me (not everyone knowing exactly what happened) as we shared giggles. I sat for a bit with the woman and she just laughed and thanked me…
In my ideal career scene, I am traveling extensively, spreading sunshine, building global community, catalyzing awakening and inspiring connection…. I can’t put a price on my services as long as I am doing what I love and as I walked away for the last time, I couldn’t help but smile in gratitude as there wasn’t a doubt in my mind that this was a first step to living my ideal career. I definitely spread a whole lot of sunshine, I traveled quite a bit throughout the day delivering brightness and I believe that through being human and laughing it all off I inspired a sort of catalytic connection… All in all, I walked away a richer woman and I do believe positivity was spread in many ways uplifting every person I passed by which may have had domino effects that I am not aware of.