A man phones up and asks the price of a dozeen red roses. Tell him £65.00 and £4.00 delivery to the city. He say's I'll pay you £10.00 delivery, if you do them today. He hangs up saying he's coming in a.s.a.p.

He comes in with about 10 wraps of tesco finest roses, expecting us to deliver them. I laugh out loud, tell him no way. He argues the staff said they'd do it. Staff are stunned by the situation. We send the cheeky bugger packing. He comes back in asking us to just cellotape them together then. Again we send him away. On the way out he laughs and say's , you gotta have a bit of cheek havent you. I shout back that's a hell of a lot of cheek! The girls and I stare at each other in stunned amazement.

Was this a post valentines halucination???? Think it's got to be