About the absolute random in women, for wich I will be eternally grateful.
I gave to a friend, dear to me, a new bike, when her old one got stolen, because she was sad. She refused it, firmly, because she thought it was un-proper, having a boyfriend and all. She accepted it, eventually, but only as a mere loan.
Her new boyfriend gave her, as a b-day present, a comfortable chair. She was thrilled with joy.
I’ve learned my lesson, I bought flowers.