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Ok so I'm less dead than yesterday.
For all of yous who weren't aware yesterday was valentines day in Oz and me being a florist it was my worst nightmare. There is no escape!
Woke up at 4:30am, started work at 5:30, insanity hit at 8am (by this time it had already felt like a full day) when the school kiddies arrived and wanted single roses galore which I was wrapping not on a desk but ontop of other flowers. They watched every move I made which is nerve wracking when you are trying to tie a tiny ribbon on a tiny flower, so I did that for a few hours, or several, I can't recall.
Lunch time came and went at about 1:30 (at this point I couldn't remember anything of the day before)I got 5 mins to eat the lunch I had standing up. No breaks, no sitting the whole friggen day! THIRTEEN AND A HALF H0URS! Non-stop rush the entire day, queues out the door of the tiny shop, I would have be shot if I slowed down normal pace. >_<
I got home about 7:30pm sat down and died. My legs simply stopped functioning and felt like someone had taken a bat to my knees and hips. I worked again today and thank god it was quiet or I would have died all over again but in the shop! Seriously though I couldn't believe the difference like whoa I don't think I have seen it that quiet, I could count the times the phone rang with orders on one hand. My boss said they openned the cash register over 300 times just that day.
But it's over......it's all over. *sigh* Nothing could be any worse than being in this florist shop on valentines day. I could tell you other things that happened but I shall remove that day from my memory and think of it no more. *deletes*
Oh I will be dead for about another day or 2.
For all of yous who weren't aware yesterday was valentines day in Oz and me being a florist it was my worst nightmare. There is no escape!
Woke up at 4:30am, started work at 5:30, insanity hit at 8am (by this time it had already felt like a full day) when the school kiddies arrived and wanted single roses galore which I was wrapping not on a desk but ontop of other flowers. They watched every move I made which is nerve wracking when you are trying to tie a tiny ribbon on a tiny flower, so I did that for a few hours, or several, I can't recall.
Lunch time came and went at about 1:30 (at this point I couldn't remember anything of the day before)I got 5 mins to eat the lunch I had standing up. No breaks, no sitting the whole friggen day! THIRTEEN AND A HALF H0URS! Non-stop rush the entire day, queues out the door of the tiny shop, I would have be shot if I slowed down normal pace. >_<
I got home about 7:30pm sat down and died. My legs simply stopped functioning and felt like someone had taken a bat to my knees and hips. I worked again today and thank god it was quiet or I would have died all over again but in the shop! Seriously though I couldn't believe the difference like whoa I don't think I have seen it that quiet, I could count the times the phone rang with orders on one hand. My boss said they openned the cash register over 300 times just that day.
But it's over......it's all over. *sigh* Nothing could be any worse than being in this florist shop on valentines day. I could tell you other things that happened but I shall remove that day from my memory and think of it no more. *deletes*
Oh I will be dead for about another day or 2.