Just your normal, everyday annuals. Apparently Barney Fife of the Flower Patrol thought we'd use too much water for them and ordered us to pull them out.
Another customer got very upset. It didn't matter if the plants were sterile. She insisted that I was about to commit a crime against Mother Earth. She just would NOT shut up. No proof in the world would satisfy her.
True story: Construction worker guy I knew, whom I'll call Ed, was doing a job at a farm devoted to animal rights located outside of Watkins Glen, NY. (Yes, you read right: an animal rights farm. They "shelter" animals which are "liberated" from regular farms.)
He was minding his own business, when approached by one of the guys for whom this so-called rescue of animals is a religion. Conversation went like this:
Animal Rights loony, aggressive and sneering: "So, Mr. Construction Man, what are you having for dinner tonight, hmmmmm?"
Ed, trying hard not to punch out the pasty-faced hippie getting in his face: "Chickens. Two of 'em. Raw!!"