Little Shop(s) of Horrors

What on earth is up with the Lufkin florists?
As many of you might know, my baby sister Ann is getting married at the end of July. Everything has been going smoothly as far as planning... Well, everything except the flowers.

Poor Ann has been getting the run-around from not one, not two, but three different florists here in Lufkin, all of whom seem to think very highly of themselves. One of them gave her an informal quote when she met with her, and then came back with a bid that was twice that. When asked for a breakdown of the estimate, the woman got an attitude with Nate, which was evidence to me that she was being shady. Ann called to tell her that she was going to go with another florist, and the woman simply said, "Fine, thank you."

Another agreed to work with Ann, gave her a bid, and the day Ann was supposed to put money on it, called her and said that she has another wedding that same weekend, and it's considerably larger, so she won't be able to do Ann's. Oh really? So apparently if you're not spending a certain amount of money, you aren't privy to common courtesy.

And then there's the florist who was going to call her back last Friday afternoon and still has yet to.

Really, Lufkin florists? Are you really all that? Do you really feel that customer service is a thing of the past and that people having small weddings don't deserve the same quality of service as those having larger? I'm not one to blast a place by name, but if pressed, I could give you the names of all three of these horrid shops. And let me tell you, they're the ones most used around here.

So here's my plea. Do you know a good florist with a shred of decency and an eye for design? Because otherwise, Crown Colony is not that far away, and Jen and I will be forced to hit the road with our running shoes and some scissors and make some very lovely arrangements...