(The first is delivering to the funeral of a baby or child)
Two days ago I took flowers to a doctor's office in the town next to mine. (I'll make up a name here). The tag said Jane Clark. Problem: No one works there by that name, they did have a Betty Clarke. But she didn't go by Jane. I called the telephone number on the tag. Got a phone machine, left a message. Called the store. They called the sender, (same number?), left a message. Bought it back to the store. An hour later, the flower designer told me they had determined that it was Betty, (they took off the taped on address, and discovered that it was hand addressed to Betty. I redelivered it.
The next day the bookkeeper (running the shop that day) asked me about it. I had to make another delivery. . . Turns out the sender was very upset about our foul-up. Betty was his mistress. . . Jane was his wife. Had to take flowers out to his wife (just about in the next county) because she was now expecting flowers because of our multiple phone messages on her home phone! Yes, he used his HOME PHONE NUMBER for the call back number. And he put down his wife's name for the delivery address, because he's a first time order, and we don't have it! How stupid is that?
So, I had to go out there and look her in the eye, (and her small children) while she complained about "our mistake." At least, she was clueless, that her husband was cheating on her with a younger woman.
I felt like slime, I tell you. I don't like being made a party to this man's infidelity. Like I was participating with him. Blech.
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