Although I did enjoy living the Valentine's Day dream vicariously this year by delivering flowers for a local flower shop, I think I will go ahead and plan to have my own Valentine from now on.
I went in to the flower shop at 8:00am this morning to pick up my load of flowers. I spent the morning delivering 3 boxes full of flowers and chocolates to 11 women and 1 dude around the city of Murray. Most were at their offices and places of employment. Most seemed nervous and were quick to shew me out the door. Maybe I made them feel awkward because I was dressed in my tuxedo with a red cumber-bun and bow tie. They probably thought I was going to start stripping if they didn't say goodbye soon enough. Once my first load was complete, I took a nice, long lunch break. Upon returning to the store there was an 1-2 hour wait for more boxes. I decided to come back in an hour and see if the line had died down. When I returned, the line was 2-3 hours long, so I called it a day and spent the rest of the afternoon practicing love songs on my guitar to play for my future Valentine.
(The dude photobombing our pic is a expert flower-delivery person! He was on his 4th route while I was looking for my 2nd.)
I went in to the flower shop at 8:00am this morning to pick up my load of flowers. I spent the morning delivering 3 boxes full of flowers and chocolates to 11 women and 1 dude around the city of Murray. Most were at their offices and places of employment. Most seemed nervous and were quick to shew me out the door. Maybe I made them feel awkward because I was dressed in my tuxedo with a red cumber-bun and bow tie. They probably thought I was going to start stripping if they didn't say goodbye soon enough. Once my first load was complete, I took a nice, long lunch break. Upon returning to the store there was an 1-2 hour wait for more boxes. I decided to come back in an hour and see if the line had died down. When I returned, the line was 2-3 hours long, so I called it a day and spent the rest of the afternoon practicing love songs on my guitar to play for my future Valentine.
[I think I interrupted this dude from doing something illegal in his trailer when I delivered "The Frog Prince" package to him.
Lessons learned:
- Bring a GPS, and know how to use it before you begin.
- Pad the boxes so that the vases don't slip around when you break.
- Bring towels for when the vases tip over in your car
- Flowers don't go in the trunk of a sedan; they're too big.
- Don't wait for tips in Utah; you won't get them--ever.
- If you're doing it for the experience, just do it a half day. One big load in the morning should do it. After that, you begin to waste your time.
- Drive the speed limit and don't spill the water in the flowers vases.
- Have someone else you can race against.
(The dude photobombing our pic is a expert flower-delivery person! He was on his 4th route while I was looking for my 2nd.)
Seriously? Zero tips?
ReplyDeleteThat would've been funny - I wonder how many were worried about a stripper.
Yeah-I'm not two bits surprised about the zero tips. But I think you looked dashing in your tux and hot red bowtie at the marketplace!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you got the supa-fast delivery man on photobomb. I would much rather have seen you at my door with flowers than him though. The Chipendale comment made me laugh.
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