The Day My Boyfriend Humiliated Me at Work with My Roses – And How I Turned the Tables

I Sent My Boyfriend Roses to His Workplace as a Sweet Surprise, but He Threw Them in My Face – I Taught Him a Good Lesson Later

A male doesn’t usually get a bouquet from his girlfriend. I so assumed that my partner would be both thrilled and flustered when I surprised him with roses at his place of employment. That night, the man who met me was the complete opposite. The trash can was where the roses ended up.

Mike, my partner, works as a mechanic. After almost three years of dating, it seemed like the romance was fading lately. I thought our relationship had almost completely lost its spark and we were locked in a drab routine.

Without a question, we still loved each other. But even in our togetherness, we were never truly present. Frequently, we would conclude the day by using our phones to go to bed and saying “good night.

” One day, I decided to surprise Mike at work with a bunch of roses because I wanted to let him know how much we still love each other.

I could see the look of excitement on his face when he saw the “Just because” card. Love, your friend.” It served as a lovely reminder that I was considering him. In an attempt to make his day happier, I sent the flowers to the shop while he was at work.

I waited all day for him to get back to me, either to say thank you or to let me know he got it. But nothing materialised.

I was really excited to see him that evening. I was hopping around so much with excitement when he came through the door.

But he appeared enraged rather than smiling, as I had anticipated. He flung the roses in my face and put them in the trash without saying anything.

He shouted, “Are you kidding me?” “You have no idea how many jokes the guys made me today. They had been making fun of me nonstop for those silly flowers. You made me feel ashamed!”

My heart fell apart into a million fragments. All I wanted to do was do him a favour, and here he was, literally shoving it back in my face. My eyes began to brim up with tears, but I forced myself to hold back. I was angry, mostly, but I was also sad and saddened.

I was going to make Mike pay for it. I cried all night long that night while formulating a plan. I knew exactly what I was going to do by morning.

When Mike arrived at work the following day, he was prepared for more jeers from his colleagues. Rather, he discovered something entirely distinct. He had a handmade cookie, a kind letter, and a single tulip in each of his coworkers’ and even his boss’s hands. The card said, “Thank you for being a great colleague/boss for the man I love.”

Mike’s coworkers started grinning and introducing themselves as he stood there in disbelief. While savouring the cookie, his friend Joe remarked, “No one’s ever done anything like this for us.”

“Your girlfriend’s something special, man.” This is how receiving flowers feels, then. It makes sense why girls adore it “remarked a fellow employee. Another said, “I’d probably frame them if my wife gave me flowers.”

Mr. Thompson, his supervisor, gave him a back pat. “Mike, you’ve got a keeper. I might have to give you more thought for the next promotion if she loves you this much. We can put more faith in a man with greater authority if he can elicit this level of affection and confidence.”

Mike blushed again, but not because he was angry. He surveyed the room, perceiving his colleagues not as oppressors but as individuals who were sincere in their appreciation of my gesture.

He came to the realisation that he had let his pride and humiliation get the better of him and that he had vented his feelings to the one who loved him the most.

The mood of the store shifted during the day. There was a spirit of admiration and camaraderie in place of the normal taunting and ribbing.

Mike came to the realisation that his colleagues weren’t making fun of him out of malice, but rather out of jealousy that he had someone who was so devoted to him.

Mike headed straight to the jewellery store after work. He purchased a ring, just the one he was certain I would adore. In addition, he went to the florist and picked up an enormous bouquet of roses—even larger than the one I had sent him.

He needed to make up a lot of ground. When I arrived home from work that evening, I discovered a bouquet and a message saying, “I’m so sorry.” More than words can express, I adore you. Tonight, please come to our favourite restaurant. Mike, I love you.”

As I read the note, my pulse raced. I put on makeup and took out my new dress. I wanted to feel beautiful tonight, knowing that we had made progress towards a positive relationship. Emotions tumbling through my thoughts, I hastily dressed and made my way to the restaurant.

There he stood, looking nervous yet determined, when I went in. As I walked up to him, he stood up and took my hands in his.

“I sincerely apologise for my reaction,” he added, his voice full of sadness. “I was terrible to you when you were trying to do something lovely. I swear that I will never again take you for granted.” I gave him a quick hug while crying.

Then he dropped down on one knee and took out the ring right there in the centre of the restaurant. He enquired, “Will you marry me?” My face was filled with tears, but they were happy ones this time. “Yes,” I nodded in a murmur. “Yes, of course, I will.”

I felt that spark again, and for the first time in a long time, the entire restaurant burst into cheers. The love was back and more intense than before.

We talked about our relationship and how we could maintain the romance for the remainder of the evening. We agreed to always talk honestly about our feelings and to surprise each other more frequently.

Mike’s supervisor called him into the office the following day. Mr. Thompson was truly delighted for us after learning about the proposal. He informed Mike that he had been thinking about giving him a promotion and that my love and support for him had made the decision easy.

“Anyone who can inspire this kind of loyalty and love deserves to be in a leadership position,” said Mr. Thompson. “Mike, congratulations. You will receive a promotion.

Mike was ecstatic. That night, he smiled broadly when he arrived home and pulled me into his arms. He declared, “We did it.” “We’re going to start this new chapter together, and I couldn’t be happier.” Since then, our bond has become even closer.

We still make care to have honest conversations about everything and surprise each other with small acts of affection. We ultimately experienced a sea change as a result of that one momentous event, which served as a reminder of the value of respect, love, and gratitude.

Thus, if you ever feel as though the romance is fading, don’t be scared to take a risk and try something novel. Sometimes a little drama is needed to rekindle the flame and let each other know how much you care. Who knows, maybe you’ll get a promotion at work and wind up with a ring on your finger.

It wasn’t just Mike who received a priceless lesson from a close friend or relative. A stepmother of a daughter also had to learn a few lessons the hard way about respect.

Though it has been fictionalised for artistic purposes, this work draws inspiration from actual individuals and events. For reasons of privacy protection and story improvement, names, characters, and details have been changed. Any likeness to real people, alive or dead, or real events is entirely accidental and not the author’s intention.

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