FLOWER

CHAPTER 2.2

 I myself don't quite understand why I need to go with my dad on this shopping trip. Like I know anything about small repairs and the things needed for them. Like nothing I feel out of place. There aren't too many customers in the shop, which means lifebuoys will be available. At least I hope so.

- Little flower, we need the lamps for the bedstools and the bulbs for them. When you have them, call me.-And the matter is cleared up. I got the worst job. There's always someone to blame if something goes wrong.

-I'm supposed to pick out the lighting for your bedroom. Why isn't Mum here herself?

-You're asking me. How am I supposed to know? You're better off trying to get her taste than me.

-You have to ask at the checkout if you can return it.

-You'll be fine.

I take a deep breath. It's going to be tough. To my misfortune, the shop was not that small. Without someone's help I can't do it. And Dad is gone. Like a shark in the water, he found a drop of his victim's blood in the Olympic pool. I would like that too. I look around and spot a small rack of cleaning products. I delve into it coming out with something suitable for cleaning a mattress and latex gloves. Maybe I'll find a gardening section and buy more durable ones.

I wander around the shop for a while to no avail. Finally, from afar, I see the blue uniform of an employee. I rush up to him. The man with black hair has his back turned to me.

-Excuse me, could you help me?

He turns to me. It's like I've seen him somewhere before. Although overall he's a bit like yesterday's wizard. Maybe it's a coincidence. But the bad feeling doesn't leave me. I smile, and his expression speaks for itself. How dare I even approach him.

- Yes.

- I'm looking for a table lamp?

- Then head to the lighting department. I'm sure it will be easier to find than at the assortment for the bathroom. - I blink in confusion. How helpful he is.

- And where is this department located?

- There will be a large sign hanging from the ceiling with the word lighting.Really, I know all about it.With lamps on display.-He looks at me like I'm an idiot.-That shine. -I consider whether my hand should go out at high speed to meet him.

- Where should I head?

- Down the main avenue and to the left. - Impatiently he replies.

He didn't even deign to show which way, and we are at the junction of intersecting alleys. At least I can see two larger ones. I am in the middle of the shop totally lost. I am surrounded by a bathroom empire. I need to pull someone's tongue, but no one but a very helpful person is here.

-Will you please show me exactly where I'm supposed to go?-He glares at me. And I am conserving the last threads of patience.

-There- He points with his finger to the left aisle between the bookcases.

-Thank you.-But I don't know why.

-But please.-I move in the direction indicated.

I immediately meet a very nice man with a beard, of course he has black hair. I'm already starting to panic. It's just the colour of the hair. Nothing else. Personally, the man escorts me to the lighting. I take pictures of several pieces of table lamps. I send them to my mother with the prices. After a while I get a message. , 'Take the wicker ones.' However, there is only a piece on display. And on top of that it has a defect in the form of a broken piece of wood. I have to find the staff. Destiny clearly has a laugh with me because I spot the helpful employee again. I look around. But he is the only one in sight. There is no sign of the bearded man. I sigh and walk towards him.

- How can I help you.-He sighs irritably.

- Are there two wicker table lamps.

- I'll check already.

Anguish appears on his face. It's as if he's here with me as punishment, and on top of that he's helping me. So he does his job . He walks over to the computer and starts tapping on the keyboard.

- They're in the warehouse, I'm on my way to get them.-What's wrong with him. Employee of the month he is not, but at least he is doing his job.

Apparently I complimented him too soon. Either they have a mess of a warehouse and it's so voluminous or he doesn't give a damn if I'm still standing here waiting for him. How can I be sure where he went? Maybe he disregarded me. He's about to sand the whole floor in this section for them.

Finally, he drags two legs unhurriedly across the floor. His whole arm is entwined around cardboard boxes stacked on top of each other, while he devotes his entire attention to rummaging on his phone. Even the bookcase attacks him with its presence in the row, which I do not fail to admonish with a glance.

At last he arrives. He stands unhurriedly. I really look at the hero with disbelief. Mission successfully completed. And I was already in doubt. I pick up the two packed lamps, light as a feather.

- And what kind of light bulbs go in here.-I ask. He rolls his eyes. He turns on his heel and walks behind the bookcase, and I follow him. A little uncertainly.

- Cold, neutral or warm light colour.-I couldn't think of more.

- I don't know.

- What do you prefer more?

- It's only about the parents.-Sighs.

- What's the difference between the two? - He glares at me.

- Winter colour is cold, neutral colour is neutral, warm colour is warm.-Why am I asking.

- And I could see them.

- We don't have such an exhibition.-You are very helpful. Employee of the month. -I really have something to do. Father probably doesn't care. Mum, like any grandmother, will be thinking about it for a long time to come. So I recommend neutral.

He presses the bulbs into my hands, moving as far away from me as possible. I look at them reluctantly. Without mum's opinion, she's not taking any chances.

- Please don't run away, I'll just make a phone call. And you're about to help me find the right bulb.- She grins at me with a hateful look.

I pull out my phone and make a call. Trying not to be discouraged. After all, there is very nice and friendly staff in this shop and the atmosphere. It's a pleasure to talk to my mother. And to be visually murdered by a guy already. I am finishing.

- Warm light colour, please.

With undisguised joy I watch him furiously as he hands me the bulbs. And I give him the earlier ones he advised me.

- Thank you. I will recommend you to everyone.- He turns on his heel. - As if I could forget. Where is the gardening department? - He stops and turns back towards me with a menacing smile.