A shop by any other name

There is this lovely flower shop in Pioneer Square which has a flower cart in front and oftentimes rose petals or some other display to beckon you into its doors. I went there the other day to pick up my love some flowers and happened upon these roses that were so large my coworker joked they could double as a scepter. Excited I had the owner wrap them up and she was less than pleasant. (Side note: I would secretly love to run a flower shop and if I did how could I not be excessively chipper being surrounded by beautiful flowers.) BUT she was not and obviously did not feel this way on this day. So she took the fun out of flower buying a bit, but I made sure to be extra appreciative to her. Kill her with kindness right????