Even with Dementor--my new name for the Fanged Geranium--some days... it's totally worth coming to work.
Customer: “Hi, I’m going to the temple today, and I need to get some flowers.”
Me: “Okay, do you want fresh cut flowers or a potted plant?”
Customer: “A potted plant. Tell me, what color do you think God would like today?”
Me: “Excuse me?”
Customer: “Last week I got yellow flowers and I think God liked them, but He might want something else today.”
Me: “Um, I’m pretty sure God is in the mood for red right now.”
Customer: “Excellent. Do you think He wants roses or azaleas?”
Me: “…”
In other news, little Wolf--my puppy--has decided he's not the type to stay at the dorm. He was fine up till now but now, he tries to pretend he's a little whirlwind and destory everything. He does a pretty good job of it too. Managed to sneak him into work, all he wanted to do was follow me around. Had to lock him in the greenhouse so he wouldn't get too close to Dementor.