
OK, so you want to be a florist? I hope you are ready to be overworked and under appreciated. It sounds mean but it
is true. You work long hours on your feet. You work 'til your fingers bleed (literally). You work 'til the work
is done, no excuses. You have a wedding to put out? The bride doesn't care if you have a 103 fever or you are running to the bathroom every 5 minutes. All she knows
is her bouquet better be perfect. You know, the one she ordered filled with roses and diamond studded stephanodis. The one she cried about being $150.00. That probably cost me $149.00 to make. The one that would have cost her $300.00 in a big city. Yes that's the one. After she pays for her limos, photographer, ceremony, reception, and cake, she comes back to you and has the nerve to
say we have to cut some of the flowers. There
is no money left. Can you believe that?
I love it when they ask "
What can I get for 20 bucks?" I would love to just be able to
say NOTHING! Just once would be nice. Or
say, "How about cutting out the 12 limos instead?" The brides always come in to make cuts on the flowers to save money. I guess they don't realize that the flowers will be in almost every picture.
Maybe I am being a little harsh (not really). Not all Brides are Bridezillas. On occasion, we do get lucky with a bride that loves everything you make and will pay anything for it. We love that kind of bride. You don't mind adding a few extras for the people that appreciate it.
No one really knows how much work goes into making a floral arrangement, of any kind. There
is a lot of preparation involved. All the flowers we receive in the shop have to be cleaned. Daisies need all their little leaves removed from their long stems so they don't mold. Everything has to come out of its wrappers and placed in water so it can open up. Roses need to be stripped of their thorns without injuring their stems. This
is where the "bleeding fingers" come in. All flowers need to be cleaned and preserved a different way just about. There are some flowers that can't even be stored together. This
is do to ethylene being produced by the flower and ruining other flowers in the cooler. Click
here for more information on this subject.
Just loving flowers isn't going to make you a great florist. You really need to LOVE the flowers even after the long hours and sore backs and bleeding fingers, and broken nails and blistering feet and whining brides. Should I go on? I think you get the picture. Before you jump in and
say HEY! this looks like fun, remember that it just "looks" like fun for the most part. It really
is a lot of hard work.
If you really want to open your own shop, I suggest that you go work in one for about three months. You will learn flower arranging techniques and tips. You will learn to work with fresh flowers, dried flowers and silks. You will either love it or hate it by then. That's
what I did. I went to buy a woman's shop and ended up working there for five years. I really LOVE the floral business. I would still consider opening a shop of my own some day.
Buying out someone else's business isn't always the best route to go. Customers love their florist and when a new owner takes over they don't think you can keep up with their needs. When word got out that this woman was selling her shop and I was their learning the business, a funeral director called and complained about the casket spray. He said the new girl doesn't know
what she
is doing and everything was a mess. The best part about this
is that I didn't make the casket spray; the owner did. So loyal customers assume you won't do well. I think I would be better starting from scratch without someone else's troubles and building my own clientele. That way I can't blame anyone but myself if I fail or succeed.
Lastly, don't be discouraged. If this
is something you truly love and can be dedicated to, you will do well. You definitely need to be positive and believe you can offer services someone needs. Make sure you also have a sound business plan. You can get in over your head quickly with bills. Plan wisely. Think about it for a while before you jump in
Posted by: Pam Lenihan on Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Hi Susan, I believe your Grandma's Bird of Paridise patternis a shell crochet, changing color every row. I loved reading your description of how wrapping up in the afghan was like a hug. I believe thats what she wanted to leave you, unending hugs. Blessings to you.