This time of year reminds me of what it was like being a florist. There were two things that always amused me:
1) Guys who had been trained "red roses for valentine's day" - they always turned a few shades of pale when you asked them "would you like baby's breath"? TOO MANY QUESTIONS!!
2) People who got grumpy about the prices, saying we hiked the them for the holiday. Okay, think about this for a moment. February...is winter. Flowers, not so much a winter thing. Then there's the shipping and storage, and pay for the hordes of temps that're necessary to deal with the sheer, overwhelming volume that happens in the space of about 2 days.
1) Guys who had been trained "red roses for valentine's day" - they always turned a few shades of pale when you asked them "would you like baby's breath"? TOO MANY QUESTIONS!!
2) People who got grumpy about the prices, saying we hiked the them for the holiday. Okay, think about this for a moment. February...is winter. Flowers, not so much a winter thing. Then there's the shipping and storage, and pay for the hordes of temps that're necessary to deal with the sheer, overwhelming volume that happens in the space of about 2 days.
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I say: give often and without warning. It's so much more fun that way.