The edge of hell. Rather a flower shop preparing for the onslaught.....of Valentines Day.
Picture a shop with 4 phone lines and three retail clerks to answer them. Thousands of flowers with nowhere to go, both upstairs coolers broken down. And a cooler repair man channeling Cee Lo for 5 hours, and not the "Forget You" version either. Oh and our lead driver's license expired, as we found out today when he tried to deliver funeral flowers on a military base. His sweet talking kept him out of the brig and the van from being impounded. "Forget her too".
Oh and Charles, whoever you are, your flowers WERE delivered today. At 11:00am. It's a big law firm, I don't know why the receptionist didn't call her. Still don't know. Yes I assure you they were delivered. No Charles, We didn't take them to the wrong address. Oh, Charles, it's you again, she got her flowers? Fabulous.
And it's only Friday. 3 days to go. "Ain't that some s**t"?
Wish you were here.