The Living Dead

Seemingly overnight, the office I recept has turned into a veritable forest of fake plants.

You walk into our entryway. Bam! Two ficus trees! You open the door and turn around...Two more!
Say you have to go the bathroom. You go to the toilet, sit down and feel something strange brushing against the back of your head. Turning around...Bam! Fake Ivy Plant! It's like a toilet crown of leaves or something. Watching you pee. There is also a basket of fake violets and a little heart shaped box of 6 leaves (petals, shreds?) of potpourri.

I realize this isn't too exciting, but seriously, it's all I've thought about all day. I think those ficus trees are a metaphor for life. Just think about it kids...