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Oneartsygal - What Have I Gotten Myself Into
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Two in fact CAN play at that game.
You stayed up at the same time talking to me in Italy and Sweden. Two separate occasions. š«µ
Hi beloved moots
Iām trying to do an ongoing bit called Sawyer vs. His Mutuals where we say funny shit and make a fool of me
Anyone wanna bite?
I accidentally deleted the ask, but anon basically said ādo you have any more florist anecdotes?ā And YOU BET I DO!!
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So one day this girl walks in, wet rag to her face, and rushes over to me, phone in hand. āHAVE YOU HEARD OF THISā¦.eey-low veer-uh plant??ā
I had. As weāre headed to the succulents, the story comes out. Sheās heard that aloe vera is good for soothing pain andā¦.she leans close, super embarrassed, and whispers that she just went and got her mustache waxed off, andā¦.she shows me her lip. Huge, swollen, little red bumps. Sheās tried to cover it with makeup, and thatās made it worse. Sheās getting teary, because sheās scared, but sheās lucky because sheās talking to me!!
We talk about a lot of stuff, skin care, hair removal, I wonāt bore yāall since itās not flowers, but I was able to give her some advice on it, and Iām thinking āokay she might not need a plant, but whateverā but sheās DETERMINED TO COMPLETE HER MISSION.
We get to the succulents, and I give her my whole aloe vera spiel (I love these plants!! My mom has a huge one thatās almost 25 years old!!) and the girl nods very very seriously, and buys one.
Before she leaves, she comes over to me, dead ass serious and informs me that this plant is her āsuper buddyā now, and sheās named him Ralph.
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In my previous post I mentioned a nervous husband with his wife on their first Valentineās Day. Hereās that story:
So the guy, for a mental image: mid-30s black man, very well dressed in a nice work suit, leather laptop bag. Normally Iām MILDLY wary of v well dressed men, because a lot of them are uhā¦Difficult.
This wasnāt one of them! He was super nervous, looking through all the mason jar arrangements Very Seriously. He looked super focused and was having trouble picking through them, so I went over to help.
This nice man has four ladies to get flowers for. His wife, and their three daughters. He wanted to get mason jars for the girls (all under ten) and he was hoping to find them in their favorite colors.
I realized what he was doing, which was trying to find jars with predominantly pink, red, and purple themes. And since it wasnāt super busy, I just smiled and told him we could rearrange the jars in the color themes.
He was so BLOWN AWAY. I think he wanted to cry when I busted out the ribbons and made big bows for each jar! (Appropriately colored!!) (also while I was scavenging for flowers, he whipped out his phone and showed me some of their pictures. Theyāre so cute!! These girls are his princesses, for sure.)
So now His Wife. We were already on a roll, so once his jars were ready we started patrolling for The Perfect Bouquet. And as it happens once you start talking about personal stuff, his story came out!
So the girls are from Wifeās previous marriage. He married her last year, and he really wants to show them that he Really Loves Them. Like, these girls are His GIRLS. His phone still has their entire wedding album!! He shows me her bouquet, and he wants to get flowers that are like the bouquet, but MORE.
So we have the choices down to three big bouquets. He legit stands there for a solid FORTY FIVE MINUTES, just comparing and thinking about it. (I left him to it, obv.)
He then comes up, very serious, and asks what it would cost to combine the two bouquets heās picked. Heās also picked out a vase and a card, and some chocolate.
I quoted the price (Not Cheap) and he just nods, dead serious, and walks away and pays for it. Like up front. And Iām like, well shit, this needs to be the most amazing thing Iāve done. So I clear the counter, because this is a man on a mission, and we put those flowers together into a MASTERPIECE.
Itās hard to explain size, but these flowers were big enough to hide behind!! I got him a nice box and we carefully packaged this sucker for safe transport in his tiny sports car (the jars for his girls all fit in the drink holders, which was hilarious for reasons I canāt explain. Also hilarious is that he had to manually take the top off of the convertible to fit the flowers and was totally willing to drive home IN THE COLD with it down if he had to, luckily he didnāt)
I sent him on His Odyssey. He was SO HAPPY, and I was so happy because I love good experiences that have triple digit sales, and he was so patient and nice!! Love is real.
(He came back with his friends about three hours later, and they got nice flowers as well! They were all calling me Miss Hexalene by the end, and their good moods infected every other customer in the store, which is the best infection we get in flu season)
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One of my favorite customers is this nice old lesbian who comes in and has one of our potted orchids in hand, big smirk on her face.
āMy wife hates roses, so Iām getting her thiāā she breaks off and her eyes go HUGE.
So sheās carrying this normal orchid, about a foot and a half tall, purple, v cute. She has just spotted our cymbidium orchids behind me, which GOOGLE THESE PUPPIES!! Ours came in, theyāre THREE FEET TALL without the pot. Half of the plant is bloomed into these big beautiful brown/orange flowers, and the other half is still growing. Theyāre massive and I love them.
So this old lesbian (sheās about 60, cute boycut with all white hair, nice mom jeans and one of those balloony pico shirts) very deliberately sets her Lesser Orchid down, and points to the cymbidium orchids. āTHAT. I need that.ā
Sheās got the absolute best shit-eating grin on her face, btw. She canāt stop laughing. Sheās even crying with laughter a bit and while weāre strapping These Beasts (SHE BOUGHT FOUR OF THEM??) into her truck, she tells me about how her wife hates roses because she got a thorn tip stuck in her hand permanently as a kid. So every Valentineās Day she goes on a hunt for the weirdest flower/most out of season flower she can find. These orchids are the best find sheās had since the 80s, when she brought home a massive Silver Vase Plant thatās still alive 30 years later.
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So Iām gonna stop with these three before I obliterate everyoneās dashes!! 8) thank you for the ask!!
The results are in! The website will wait!
And y'all š„¹ seriously thank you. Knowing you have my back means the world. Much love! Will try and make some progress after things slow down!
Ah yes my favorite line.
Hi beloved moots
Iām trying to do an ongoing bit called Sawyer vs. His Mutuals where we say funny shit and make a fool of me
Anyone wanna bite?
Gottem š
Hi beloved moots
Iām trying to do an ongoing bit called Sawyer vs. His Mutuals where we say funny shit and make a fool of me
Anyone wanna bite?