Tuesday, June 12, 2012

In The Year 2525


That was the week that was.  I wanted to implement a new way to answer the phone at work. "You have reached  Blah-Blah Florist where it's always a full moon."

This is the time of year customers decide to freshen up their old dried and or silk arrangements. As soon as we see someone teetering into the store carrying a black plastic trash bag we know we're in trouble.

One customer was in such a hurry to come in she just threw on a pair of unlined white lace shorts but apparently forgot to add any underwear.???  She had the black plastic bag in hand though.

Proms are getting a bit more complicated.  Taking a corsage order in like a mini wedding appointment with fabric swatches, pintrest pages, texting seniors and anxious mothers. Last prom today. Whew.

And somewhere in the madness there was a customer who went psycho on me insisting on me hobbling on down to a hotel in DC to redo arrangements that looked exactly like the sample.  I believe the phrase 'jacked up" was used.  More flies with honey people, more flies.

Of course "jacked up" is now in constant use at the design table.

GG had her own set of crazy at the plastic surgery clinic but that deserves a blog all its own.

I'm off to start a new work week momentito.  Hoping to hear a few more please and thank yous.

Good God I have officially become my mother.  That's jacked up!



xo Jane


Quick update: Have just returned home from work and today followed the cray cray path set last week.  We were informed by two different girls that "Prom is stressful" and one returned her boutonniere citing "change of plans". Um, okay.  Maybe gonna go catch a movie instead?





25 comments:

  1. Is that a prom corsage in the photo? That is stunning!
    Jacked up. That's funny!

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    1. No sorry misrepresented our work. That's a pretty wedding bouquet. Maybe I better find a boutonniere or corsage pic before i get booted off blogger:-)

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  2. Yes, yes, yes! We demand a happenings-at-the-plastic-surgery clinic blog. That sounds delicious! Bitte, GG?

    Hope you have a kinder and gentler week!

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    1. Thank you. Though if today was any indication that's not going to happen.

      Let me talk to GG, it would be a page turner that blog...

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  3. Work. Can't live with it, can't live without it:).

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  4. you crack me up!! You are very funny Jane!
    xo
    annie

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  5. Wouldn't one think that flowers would bring out the best in people? That corsage is stunning, so different from the millions of years ago when I had a prom corsage!

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  6. The customer is always right. Get yourself a voodoo dolly for when the Always Right Customer leaves the shop.....

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  7. At the end of one of those days, have a stiff drink and sink in your favorite chair.

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  8. Where have you been, was ready to call out the cavalry or the mounties or whatever. Anyway glad you're back even if a tad jacked up. (You started it). Plastic surgery stories sound enticing, silk flower arrangements, ugh. Don't even want to imagine the white lace shorts sans undies. Happy week!

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  9. there is nothing in the world wrong with being jacked up. i try to be jacked up every day.:)

    now on to those pesky customers, won't they just go away...for good?
    how people misuse their energy constantly dumbfounds me.

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  10. Hello Jane

    The joys of retail and in particular during full moon. You remind me of one calm elegant lady who one time took leave of her senses in my store and threw her knitting bag, knitting needles included at my face. Only minor scratches and I did not need to see a GG for repair.
    Hopefully jack(ed)up goes back in his box
    Helen xx

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  11. Like Amanda, i was happy to see you back. Have been concerned not to see more of you recently.

    Sounds like crappy times all around - here, too - but your work continues to be stunning. These girls should be happy they don't have wrist corsages! (How dark ages is that?)

    I know wedding season is in full swing, so it will go on and on ... and on .... xoxo

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    1. Oh webb,they do have wrist corsages, I just didn't have a pic available this morning and I was eager to get a post up because I missed being connected!

      Next time I'll stay true to the topic at hand.

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  12. This is why I'm considering closing the shop and moving into a studio. Gawd...who ARE these folks? Still hobbling?

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    1. BSF... a friend who had a gorgeous flower shop just did that for myriad reasons, including some cited here, i am sure!

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  13. Promzillas? Yikes.

    I really love J's comment about 'misusing their energy' - such a wonderfully calm and incisive way of putting it. I want to be like Janet when I grow up!

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  14. That bouquet is gorge Jane. White lace and a black plastic bin bag, thats so 80's. I'd refuse to serve her on grounds of fashion crimes alone! Hope you won't be hobbling for too much longer.
    Paul

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  15. Any chance we can see some of these corsages and boutonniere? I'd love to see what the crazy kids are doing these days :)

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  16. You catch more bees with honey than vinegar! Some people! Now I sound like my mother!!! Hope your Thursday is better xx

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  17. oh my, that is a lot of noise for one week haha. Glad you're okay.. love the orchids ~ Robyn Xo

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  18. I'm all ears for GG's plastic surgery crazy! x

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  19. Hi Jane, we were in Edinburgh last week and happen to stay in a hotel with a big function room. Well much to my delight the proms/graduation balls were on, two nights running. I sat in the bar, downing Prosecco, watching the young things teetering on high high wedgies, in long gowns, juggling two or more beers in their dainty little hands...then negotiating the steps down to the function. Was a bit worried that someone was 'going to come a gutsa'...luckily didn't happen. The boy were even funnier..strutting around in their kilts...one little smart a*se pulled a pair of red frilly nickers out of his sporrin (you know, the man-bag that dangles in front of the crown jewels)...was certainly an interesting twist on the usual sights at such an event. The only thing missing was my sister to help me critique the size 16 teachers squeezed into their size 12 dresses....I know...bitchy! Robx

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  20. Ha! Thanks for making me laugh. I'm sorry for your trials, but glad to hear we're not the only ones being tortured by prom madness! I used to love putting together hand-tied nosegays for proms, but this year really wore me out. Glad the season is over! What is WRONG with people???
    Btw... I also have a terrifyingly dusty and dated silk arrangement lurking in the back room of the shop and waiting to be "fixed". Trash can, here we come.

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