Our crazy flower shop. There is always something interesting going on. For instance, the other day we were terrorized by this berserk mouse. He was running around in circles in the office, which meant we couldn't go in there to get work done. We erected a series of flower box barricades through the hallway to protect ourselves while we designed in the front and waited for him to take the bait on the mouse trap that we slid into the office with a broomstick and then ran away screaming. We wrapped packing tape sticky side up around a broom handle to grab orders that printed out from the computer without actually having to enter the room.
Sarah was the funniest part of the whole incident. She was afraid to look into the office because she was afraid the mouse may have gotten into some flower food that acts as a steroid that we use to keep bupleurum firm, and had turned into the Mouse King from The Nutcracker.

Behold our centrifugally gifted rodent, and Sarah's escalating hysteria in the background.
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