I called my son yesterday to wish him a happy birthday. We chatted for a while and I sort of hinted around about a delivery of something. That’s when I learned that his office was in San Jose, not Redwood City where I’d sent the flowers. His company has several Bay Area locations. I’ve never visited him at work and somehow I’d missed the fact that he had moved to the San Jose office twelve years ago. Oh dear. I had to tell him about the surprise flowers so he could call the other office and let them know they were coming to the wrong place. There is a courier service between all the offices so I am sure he will get the flowers today.
It’s the thought that counts, I hope.