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Maybe it was time I changed that too.
Maybe I should do the wholeQueer Eyeoverhaul and get some new décor or furniture. I had the money now, so I could afford it. I’d just never had the inclination.
I told myself it wasn’t my date with Linden that was changing my outlook. It was the realisation that yeah, I’d had my head down with my business for so long that it was time to start looking up and around every now and then.
Needless to say, I didn’t sleep much on Thursday night.
I knew I’d be seeing Linden on Friday evening when I delivered his order to the address in Millers Point, and I was nervous.
What if the kumquat tree didn’t arrive as I’d ordered? What if it wasn’t what he’d had in mind? What if it wasn’t good enough?
What ifIwasn’t good enough?
On Friday morning, I hit the markets early, like I always did. I went straight to the supplier who had sourced the tree for me... and he had it. An ornate fruit-bearing tree as cute as any pictures I’d seen.
For the price Linden was paying for it, it’d want to be.
I took photos of it and, forgetting what time it was, I sent it to him and thumbed out a hasty message.
One kum quick tree as requested
Then I realised what I’d said.Oh nooooo.I began typing like a maniac.
OMG no
Please autocorrect why
Whyyyyy?
That was supposed to be one kumquat tree, as requested. AS THE PHOTO SUGGESTS idk why autocorrect would do that to me
I’m sorry
Please ignore everything
I’m so embarrassed. JSYK I’ll be sending my staff to deliver this because I’m about to walk into the sea
Then I realised I was sending him this barrage of horrifying text messages at 5:36 am.
OMG I just realised the time. I’m even sorrier now
I had to stop myself from sending him more apologetic messages, because the first ten weren’t bad enough. Then I considered tossing my phone into the bin, giving me the excuse that I could then report it as stolen and tell Linden it wasn’t me who sent him any messages at all.
That seemed totally fair, right?
I was going to have to cancel my date with him tomorrow.
How could I face him now?
I loaded my full order into my van and drove back into the city, to my shop, all kinds of horrified. Lina and Robbie met me at the back door and I was now feeling a little nauseous. “Please be careful with the tree,” I said.
“Oooh, look at you with the fancy haircut,” Lina said with her usual smile. Then she frowned. “You okay? You look pale.”
“I did a bad thing,” I said weakly. “I’ll be in the cool room.”
And that’s what I did. I walked into the huge walk-in cool room and sat on a pile of upturned buckets.
Robbie came in and slid a crate onto an empty shelf, then gave me a pitiful look. “What happened?”
