Surprise Presents

A bright orange dotted box with a blue riibbon on a yellow backgroundI was working on a food proccessing line, with around 12 other women, one lady (who was Scottish with a broad accent and normally a bundle of fun) was very down in the dumps, having problems at home, that seemed to be emotionally draining for her, so I decided to make her a present, something she would never expect to get.

I went home, rambled through my craft bags and came up with a beautiful old brass lamp stand, after cleaning it up, I got a lamp shade holder and covered it with some craft material I had stored amounst everything else. Days I spent cleaning the base and fixing the shade, crocheting  the edges as I didnt have any trim. Then I felt a bit funny about actually giving it to her, as I didn’t really know her that well at the time, so I wrapped it up and put it in   plastic bag, went into work early and left it on her locker, went into the factory and releaved one of the other ladies from the earlier shift (she had to pick up her children from school) and started work, pretending like nothing had happened.

Soon the other ladies from my shift came in and took over the machines and ran the line. The scottish lady came straight over to me, with tears running down her face and asked if I left a parcel on her locker. “No, not me, Ive been here working” and gave the excuse that my clock at home had stopped and I thought I was late for work and came rushing in to find I was earlier and just started.

I felt terrible, it was suppose to cheer her up not make her cry, I felt like an idot. During the afternoon/night I heard laughter over the top of the noise of the machines. it felt really good. I saw glimpes of the ladies talking to each other and pointing over toward me, but I just kept working, pretending as If all was the same as it should be.

By the end of the night they had worked out it was me, came over to me at my machine, not one but 6 and demanded that I tell them.. I felt the blood rushing to my face. and then couldnt stop laughing, and said ‘yes ‘ it was me and explained how down scotty seemed, explained how I made this present as a surprise just to cheer her up and apoligized for making her cry. The scottish lady then went on to say she wasnt crying because she was sad but so surprised and happy to get an unexpected present, she went on to say that no one had ever done that for her before and she knew exactly where she would put it, on an small empty table at the end of her sun room.

So I made her a doily to match it. and of course the other ladies wanted one too.. !!!

V.T.
Sydney, Australia. initials please. category unknown

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