in telling dp to stick flowers up his arse.

[MixedClassBaby]

By way of apology (silly row, details irrelevant), dp has just presented me with a small bunch of supermarket carnations.

AIBU in thinking that he could not have found a crapper bunch of flowers if he'd tried and telling him to stick them up his arse. Or am I, as he asserts, being an ungrateful spoilt brat. He says that they were all they had left in the shop which I believe supports my argument that they are bollocks.

Well. Either he chose those particular flowers as an insult to you and to say that is all you are worth and to continue the argument

or

he wanted to make up with you and thought 'what is a good token of love/way to make up/thing to give to go with an apology? flowers' and bought some flowers to give to you and say sorry.

Which do you think is most likely?

And having decided which is most likely, do you think that it is the intention behind the gesture, or the object given that shows the feeling?

I don't know where I got the dancing cats from! I don't think you are a spoilt brat though - I sometimes act like a right cow over similar things, usually cos I am angry about something else. But he's made the first move and that's what you should focus on, imo. I'll try and take my own adivce next time IABU!

I won't accept anything less than a million pounds spent on me as an apology from DH. If it's less than that, up his rectum it goes.

You are incredibly reasonable OP.

@ hully

Can you get Dancing Cats in Waitrose?

DH generally apologises with chickens. I wouldn't dream of shoving one up his arse.

Probably, they'd be pricey though. You need at least 8 for a troupe. And don't forget the orchestra.

My dh doesn't apologise at all. Not until I twist his arm behind his back and bend all his fingers the wrong way.

Maybe he dreams of it though ChickensHaveNoEyebrows. That's why he keeps buying you them. Food for thought, eh?

beak end first?

I love carnations too - had them at my wedding

Not, one hopes, up your arse, a la Morrissey?

Wow. I feel a bit queasy now.

Sorry, Chickens.
Mischief head on tonight

Actually, carnations always make me smile.

When me and my sister were at college, she had a "Pet Carnation"

She would take a carnation into college each day, call it her pet. His name was George.

As the weeks went by, and she was still coming to college with George, people would say to her, my! that flower is lasting well.

She replied "It's a re-incarnation."

I swear to you it's true

What made it more funny is my sister, at the time, was always head to toe in leather, with leather gloves with bullets on them, and a leather collar, and outlandish hair.

and a pink pet carnation.

[boggle]

a pink pet carnation - called George.

I feel that bit is important.

I think the fact that they last so long is what I have against them. They end up being something else to dust. Not that I do a lot of dusting...

Hecate, your sister is an absolute loon. She sounds fab

YANBU - half arsed apology with shite flowers.